Who doesn't love to watch Tūī? Who doesn't love those colours, almost too good to be true - the deepest, glossiest, most lustrous of deep blue, the iridescent turquoise, the crisp-as-a-vicar's-collar white tuft?
Who doesn't love the way they move, swooping as swift as a jet or occasionally bashing the hell out of the air with their wings as though they’ve just remembered they’re supposed to be moving them to keep aloft?
I have some film to show you, because I like to watch. A few weeks ago we moved our sugar water feeder to a better position, and since then we have been getting Tūī visits all day long.
