On the back deck yesterday I saw some of the butcher birds playing around in the hanging pot plant thingies – they completely without fear even when I went out with the camera, took photos and asked them what they thought they were doing. This morning they were in the jacaranda tree and my significant other threw bits of toast to them as they did acrobatics to snaffle up breakfast mid-air … and the lorikeets in the tree next door watched on jealously.
