Unfortunately it seems that the middle of a hot summers day is clearly not the best time to see birds and after half an hour not a single bird had come down to any of the feeders and even the trees were almost silent with an absence of birdsong. There were a few butterflies and other insects, but not nearly as many as the last few weeks and Forrest was rustling around under the tree stump but the closest I got to a shot was the unoccupied feeder post!
A walk round by the dam on the way back to the car found the biggest sign of animal life (that stayed still enough for a photo.) A caterpillar which turns out to be, I think, a Cinnabar moth caterpillar. It's a day flying moth once it transforms, and quite distinctive, so one to watch out for in the next weeks.
