Just after I photographed the pair of Common Bronzewing on the Casuarina Track I stood on a small wooden boardwalk bridge over a dry creek bed. I had stopped to listen for birds and I watched as a pair of small Spinebills brought back nesting material, landing onto the bridge railing checking around and then flying into a nearby tangle of vines and shrubs at the corner of the bridge. I carefully moved along the bridge and finally found a narrow vantage point that gave me a view of the well camouflaged nest. I stood and watched for a while, took a few images and then left them to it. The last photo shows the little builder pushing deep into the nest and shaping it via some vigorous contortions.
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