His feet aren't on the ledge, and yet neither are his wings flapping. I seem to have caught him suspended in mid-air. Suspect it means that they jump BEFORE they fly away.
This is a Grey Butcher-bird. There was one a little while later whose beauty of song from high in the gums stopped me in my tracks. I thought somehow that they were related to Mapgpies, but cannot find that reference in my bird-book. Apparently, this bird impales its prey for later. An avian version of a pantry.
He kept an eye on me, but was not scared of me. He knew he could easily outsmart me if needs be. But he really wanted that bug. Then he was off, which is when I got the top photograph.