Thursday, 5 June 2014

Party Of Eight

Cedar Waxwings are groupies. No doubt about it. Not nesting until late summer when their favoured food source of berries begin to appear, they are now hanging out in gregarious parties. With their sleek feathers, crests and black masks, they remind me of revellers at a renaissance masquerade ball. Lovely costumes little birds, but must you all come dressed the same?

A party of eight congregate on a bare branch.

Very spiffy.

Who can resist a refreshment stand?

Meanwhile, well into their nesting season, the tree swallows are brooding eggs within their boxes. 

An older box, somewhat in the style of a privy.
A handsome man of the house watches me gardening nearby.

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