þriðjudagur, janúar 25, 2005

troubadour

One of these handsome fellows finally came to take a little bow on the fire escape after his daily seranade.



His morning arias have entertained me for months now, but the performer had not previously made his identity known. My shy songster is Aphelocoma californica, the western scrub jay, one of the arrestingly azure corvids that flit about these parts.


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