Taman Rimba Kiara is a little green gem located in a corner of the TTDI residential area. The above flowering tree, the firmiana malayana or mata lembu, flashes in testimony to man's care-less-ness - it's one of only two trees in the park that had flowered, since then the tree had been chopped down.

Friday, 28 June 2024

On high with swiftlets

 Time when you spin, and spin, and spin, all for the sake of the swiftlets.

And once upon a time, I would have walked on without even attempting to take on these tiny perpetually air-borne ones (though they are comparatively medium-sized), yet due regard must be extended!

And these had appeared in flocks again, and highly likely were Germain's Swiftlets (Aerodramus germani) going by the deeper tail-fork, paler underparts and paler rump.




Wednesday, 26 June 2024

The other beauty

 A gem of a find that truly stood out even from afar, and I couldn't have enough of it.

It's the Red Coffee Borer (Polyphagozerra coffea), considered a pest (?!) of the tea and coffee plants.


When the sun came out, it remained as it was as if out sunbathing even as I closed in on it.

How could this beauty be a pest?  How can such beauty be lethal?







Sunday, 23 June 2024

Monday, 17 June 2024

Iora brood, Part II/II

 And finally, sightings of the chicks, and more, with these chicks easily more than ten days old now.

A normal feeding of a grub for one chick.



And then the parent didn't fly off immediately but waited.



And it happened, a parent's instinct I guessed, of its chick's habit and timing of output after a meal, neatly nipped for disposal.




A rather awkward landing but no matter, welcomed for it's come with food.


And when the food was a small catch of a beetle, feeding is simple, straight into the throat.



But if the catch is a long one and not positioned well for entry, then it's a loss for one but a gain for another.


And the usual housekeeping thereafter.



Another feed and the parent did not leave immediately, which was fortunate as I soon discovered why ....




... for this one had leaned out of the nest, its head drooping down for a snooze.





And the protective parent wisely decided to wait out its snooze for a few seconds before the chick retreated into the nest again.





And sad to say these were the last images of the brood and its parent for a few days later, the nest was completely empty and no fledglings in sight or within earshot.  Could they have fledged successfully or fallen prey to another or to the daily thunderous and torrential weather?

Having trawled the taman to no avail, I maintain hope that perhaps I could still come across a set of parent and juvenile foraging, for if they're still around in the taman, they would surely be spotted and/or heard.