Priceless Paintings from W7

This is a severe case of racism towards the animal kingdom, and I confess: I, myself, am the Hitler here:

I confess that I have always spurned Emus, solely on grounds of their ugliness. I simply never gave this species much attention, because I never found them particularly nice to look at.  

Their 2-inch black eyes didn’t count, neither did their strong legs. I wasn’t interested in their family life (the male tends the eggs and raises the chicks, while ‘she’ buggers off as soon as the eggs are laid).

They are just ugly animals, and, in a zoo, I quickly move on to the prettier ones.

It took a trip half-way around this planet –and back-, to change my views on Emus.

An Emu are still ugly in a way, make no mistake. But, the whole ruffed ugliness makes much more sense, now that I’ve seen them in their natural habitat. In the undergrowth of gum trees (a.k.a. Eucalyptus trees), their camouflage is simply perfect. Two steps away, and you can’t see them unless they move.

Still ugly, but in a good way.

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