There's a huge bottle brush tree outside my window, and whenever I wake up there's lots of pretty little birds climbing around in it drinking the nectar. The main three species I see are
noisy mynah birds (these guys are bastards, even to humans),
willy wagtails (very small and constantly shake from side to side when they stand on a branch, hence their name),
noisy friarbirds (bald heads with bony black crests, kinda cool) and
rainbow lorrikeets (most common, very beautiful colouration and very noisy when they swarm bottle brush trees in large numbers to gnaw at the flowers)
Right now there's two other kinds of birds on the tree - a scaly-breasted lorrikeet and another kind of bird I don't usually see that's come in large numbers. They're small, plump, short-tailed and have pointy little beaks, and they're constantly making high-pitched cheeping sounds. Their rears are grey on top and white below, but their chests and heads are such a bright red it looks like somebody caught them and coloured them in with a red felt-tip pen. The lorrikeet is lazily waddling, hopping and climbing his way through the tree, but these tiny birds with the colourful heads are constantly moving and are too quick for me to snap a shitty picture of them with my phone (even though I want to because I don't know what they are).
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