Right where the Ibisses were feeding, you could hear their call. As Waxwings do, they line up neatly on the wires, then suddenly attack a tree with berries and "disappear".
Look, 2!
none...
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Right where the Ibisses were feeding, you could hear their call. As Waxwings do, they line up neatly on the wires, then suddenly attack a tree with berries and "disappear".
Look, 2!
none...
There has never been a year that we could see them so often, at so many places and in huge numbers. There were about 30 or 40 birds in the park on March 30. Come on guys, it's time to move on! There are not many berries left on the tree...
Because I had not been able to see these yellow-colored Waxwings during previous visits I went back one late afternoon for just half an hour or so and... Bingo! Yellow it was.
It was fun again this year.
The Bohemian Waxwing, キレンジャク is a bit different. Not only the color of its tail feathers. It acts alone, always a bit removed from the flock. Socially unconventional.