On  Friday morning while unpacking the car,

I heard a strange, but half familiar,

squawk behind me,

which I identified as a cockatoo

and narrowed to Black Cockatoo.

I have sighted two or three

Yellow Tailed Black Cockatoos

previously, but never a flock of sixteen.

So with our first clear blue sky for the week,

during which we had 117 points of rain,

we get a sign that there is 16

more wet days in front of us.

According to legend one wet day per bird.

Apparently the Black Cockatoos

are some of Australia’s rarest birds.

In the wild, they are rarer than

African lions or even pandas.