We live in the Redland shire, adjacent to Brisbane City, about 2 miles from the coast. We have just over 800 sq. m with 2 large jacaranda trees, a syringa, I think, some small as yet unidentified local trees, 2 large Delicious Monsters, 2 pawpaw paw trees and smaller shrubs, flowers and half a large granadilla vine. There is also a resident carpet python of over 2m in length, who we have not met, but know of him as he left us his old skin! Further evidence of his presence is the occasional heap of feathers, usually belonging to a dove.
I take great joy in watching the birds, who may well be fair weather friends. We feed them daily with seed cakes and pieces of bread; strangely sought out by the honey eaters, as well as magpies and others.
This is the Australian Dove who feeds and is food in our garden! 
The Australian Pelican flies over occasionally – we love to see them on the water
The Black-face
d Cuckoo Shrike is a shy visitor, who seems to just sit and watch
We have a family of Blue-faced Honeyeaters who are very noisy and quite nasty to a youngster who still has yellow eyes.
This is the juvenile Blue-faced Honey eater, waiting for a chance to have a nibble.
The Blue Indian Ringnecked Lovebird is an exotic escapee, who loves the seed we put out. Very pretty and quite tame; tolerated by the other birds so long as he is polite.
Galahs are common and are the Australian idiom for stupidity – they are a very pretty combination of pink & grey.
The Pheasant Coucal is a fierce bird – 
we saw one chase a Goanna (monitor lizard, like a leguaan) on Stradbroke island. It is the cousin of the Burchells Coucal (Reenvoel) in Africa
The Butcher Birds have loud trilling calls and whistles with an occasional cuckoo, cuckoo! There was a youngster about who used to 
take food from the hand, but was chased off by a dominant adult pair
The Crested Pigeon, which we call the kuifie duifie, lives here and struts and displays t
o just about anyone.
Crows patrol and hang around – some hate their noise, but we love
them.
Figbirds love the syringa berries 
Indian Mynas are about, but not nearly as bossy as their African family.
Kookaburras pass through, staying for a day or 2, then move off
Little Corellas fly over in flocks making harsh shrieks
Magpie Larks are sweet looking, tough individuals, who other birds don’t mess
with. They patrol the lawn for snacks.
Magpies really do sing for their supper. If there is no bread in the basket or we are a bit late in the morning, they start shrieking and crooning in unison – quite entertaining. They are quite tame and come and sit on chair backs across the table from me, when I am eating on the verandah! We are very fond of them.
Noisy friarbirds are aptly named – they devour banksia flowers and shriekcroak their delight to all and sundry. 
The Noisy Miner birds visit in flocks to check out the scene but don’t linger – too much competition for food from bigger birds.
The Olive-backed Oriole is another lover of syringa berries. 
A pair of Pale-headed Rosellas live in the neighbourhood and visit every now and then
Rainbow Lorikiets are nearly always there and are noisy and aggressive – only moving for crows and magpies. Amazing colours. 
The Spangled Drongo is a pretty bird with a sweet call – not as piercing as the early morning call of its African forktailed cousin.
The Sulphur Crested Cockatoo is one of the most common birds about and frequently fly over, shrieking harshly.
Willie Wagtail is a pretty bird, not quite as delicate and captivating as his kiwi cousin.
The other visitor we have flies in at night but is not a bird. Flying Foxes are quite numerous and in some areas near roosts, fly over in thousands just after dark. They patrol at low height seeking fruit trees and make quite a noise when they squabble over fruit.
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