When I'm working in the garden, this black and white currawong frequently approaches, on the lookout for any juicy morsel I might turn up. Currawongs are members of the crow family and just as intelligent. They do, however, have a much more melodious call than crows, a ripple of notes sounding like their name.
And a crimson rosella has begun visiting the vacant lot next door to snack on grass seedheads. It's not as tolerant of my presence so my photo is not nearly as good, being taken rather hastily before it flew off.