Biodiversity is closely linked with the idea of Interdependence: that every living thing directly or indirectly influences the welfare of everything else and that all living things are in balance in a stable environment
This page is an attempt to show some of the other creatures at Tumbi Wetlands, apart from plants, and how they interact. It is not a comprehensive list of the fauna present. This remains a mystery.
This is a member of the local Kookaburra family which has built and returned repeatedly to its nest in an active termite nest.This is a member of the local Kookaburra family which has built and returned repeatedly to its nest in an active termite nest.
This little frog grows to about 25 mm long and is rarely seen, but often heard. It has been seen most frequently at Tumbi Wetlands after becoming a meal for the local Kookaburra family. The Kookaburras seem to be able to hold all but its legs in their large beaks.
The annual visit of the local pink and grey Galahs just precedes the ripening of the seeds on Acacia longifolia.This photo adds new meaning to enjoying your greens.
This native Noisy Miner is enjoying nectar from a neighbouring garden but he wouldn’t be in the area if there wasn’t an abundance of food for him here in the wetlands.Like many honey eaters their “bread and butter” is insects and small invertebrates with nectar being their “dessert”.
But don’t think it’s just honey eaters that enjoy nectar.
The ants in this next Banksia flower show just how enterprising insects can be.
This little Fiddler Beetle likes flowers too. He is enjoying nectar and pollen from a melaleuca flower.No doubt he would be fair game for a honey eater like the Noisy Miner above, unless his bright colours send a warning.
Unless he finds his way into this web first.
Now all the Sydney Golden Wattle plants that we put in 6 years ago are dying.But not to worry; that’s because the borer beetles are eating the insides out of the stems.
Who get’s the last word on what happens to the beetles?
Once this Black Cockatoo spotted the dying Wattles he perched on one, listened for the sound of munching beetle larvae (grubs) and started to rip apart the branch to get to his next meal.