In the back-side of this house there are some small trees scattered along the different gardens. Since some weeks ago, somewhere there, there is a tree that became a meeting point for a really noisy and lovely morning chat. It sounds like two hundred and sixty five conversations going on at the same time. Something like entering a café or a bar where people are happy, talking to each other. Even though it’s very difficult to find out what are they talking about, I presume they are gossiping, sharing their holidays in the South, making plans for their next phase to Northern lands and, for sure, having laugh on us. There were even some comments about the butterflies going out of this house dancing cheek to cheek, I’m sure they were laughing about it. These small parrots use that tree as the refill airport in their journey, they will stay around for a while and will probably leave in spring time. I love their gossip; it brings life and freshness to every morning.
February 23, 2009...10:38 am
Gossiping birds
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