Usually it's our eyesight that alerts us to where blossoms are at their most abundant around Mitchell and along the meandering course of the Maranoa River. At this time of the year, however, it's our ears that alert us to the blossoms eaten by noisy friar birds and flying foxes.
And what a lot of noisy excitement there is in the treetops and how fortunate we are to have these blossom nomads visit during November in particular.
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