Little Wattle

I think this is a juvenile. It, and another similarly-sized, were perched, heads together, making adorable high-pitched chirping noises. One flew or fell down to the ground, and back up after a little while; it or its sib hopped (happily for me) to a different spot in the bush, closer to me, and with a nice little framed window in the foliage.

I’m quite pleased with the result.