At the moment here seems to be a consistent group of the introduced Eastern (Australian) Rosellas around the garden most days. Today they were out the back, perhaps eating the fruit from the strawberry tree. They are so colourful and noisy, they are quite a pleasant distraction from my painting. I try not to like them, because of course they don't belong here in New Zealand, and probably displace some endangered fauna. But they are very appealing as they chatter like monkeys up in the trees. They know all about me, and watched me carefully as I took these photos.