I was lucky enough to be able to sit outside for a few hours this morning watching my finches. I have my first lot of Zeb babies hatching, with the other two pairs sitting on eggs, so there's a bit of activity in that flight. My cock BFPF is still chasing his girl around like crazy. But the highlight thismorning was to watch my Painted cock carting chunks of bark and sticks up to his chosen site. I noticed a few bits when I was feeding this morning, but he's been flat out since then. Silly bugger has decided to build in the very top of the highest clump of brush, completely the opposite to what I was expecting (I even put a few clumps of brush down just for them). He's certainly working like a man on a mission.
