I ducked over to Maffra today to see how a chap I know was getting on with his 'dicky' knee. On a scale of 1 to 10, the recovery is going OK. (See DF, I can see through your stoicism).
On the way home there was a little piece of bush that I haven't checked for some time - hang the watering, the camera was in the ute, so why not? There wasn't a lot going on, except this little Jacky Winter kept eyeing me from its perch.
Mmm thinks I, back in my aviary Gouldian Finch days, that piece of open feathering on the belly usually meant the bird was incubating some eggs. Eventually I spied a blob of feathery, cobwebby material in a horizontal fork. I thought it too insubstantial to be a nest at first and it was quite exposed.
However, that was it alright, for a short time later the bird flew in and settled down into position.
So small, open and fragile. Just amazing.