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| Two barbets, calling for mates. |
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| One bulbul, sitting sedate. |
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| Many mangoes...soon on my plate?! |
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Lovely pics. Barbets are more heard than seen.
ReplyDeleteMr Ramakrishnan, thanks. This last fortnight, there's an interesting timing to their calling. After the crows at 6am, the bulbuls come on the trees near our window and give us their merry song. Then later by tenish, it's the barbets, with their tonk, tonk.
DeleteOf late, the afternoon is punctuated by koels too!
Beautiful... haiku-ish...
ReplyDeleteyou could have left it at "Looking for mate" to help the rhyme a bit...
Hmmm... I suppose so!
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