… But I do believe the first signs of spring are manifesting.
This morning was warm enough that I could resume my habit of sitting at the back door with my morning cup of strong coffee, and greet the birds. I was just in time to farewell the pink and grey galahs as they headed off to wherever they go, and I was delighted to be visited by a pair of Western Rosellas who sat for a while on the clothesline checking out the yard. As always the Yellow Plumed Honeyeaters, the White Cheeked Honeyeaters and New Holland Honeyeaters darted about, and I noted some were carrying twigs and grass. It appears that the urge to build a nest is upon them. As if in confirmation of this a pair of Wattlebirds performed a raunchy looking mating dance flit and flirt performance.
A good start to the day.