Day 44: Happy Thanksgiving from Crow, Tippy and all the well-stuffed "turkeys" who keep me entertained daily. The Porch Parrots (Coccothraustes vespertinus, aka Evening Grosbeaks) happen to be passing through currently, and there are at least two dozen of them vying for space in the feeders. They tend to be rather cranky toward their associates and while many beak-battles ensue, everybody eventually gets a share of the seed. It's kinda like Thanksgiving with the relatives: everybody shouting to try to make themselves heard over all the loud conversation, Aunt Maude engaged in a heated debate with her daughter-in-law over the choice of bowl for the potatoes, the television blaring even though no one is watching it...Grosbeaks can be a noisy lot and everyone has an opinion to air. When all is said and done, though, and the dishes/seed hulls are cleared away and tempers settle, the family acknowledges that its flock-bond is stronger than the arguments. Grosbeaks figured that out long ago.
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