It might be a nesting instinct but this morning when I found this nest, perched here with other avian objects, I stopped sweeping up the leaves and went looking for its next home.  This is the fourth nest that I have found  blown into my garden. One nest is built entirely of twigs, the other three from fibres of the phoenix palm, lined with fluff of some sort. The fluff here, in extravagant quantities was picked out of my old BBQ cover by the noisy mynah who made this nest.  The bell shaped object is a small sponge I found washed up on Fairy Meadow beach. I suppose this assemblage, train brake shoe template with odd avian and marine items might be a collage.