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| I saw the Blue-faced Malkoha (Phaenicophaeus viridirostris) after a gap of some nine years, skulking silently in the foliage at the side of the road, its long cuckoo-like tail, and its blue eye patch visible through the branches. |
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| Crimson Rose butterflies (Pachliopta hector) everywhere |
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| A Crested Serpent Eagle stared at us, across the farmlands in the evening twilight. |
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| And the Shikra looked a little moody, one morning, feathers all ruffled. Maybe breakfast was delayed? |
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| What was this LBJ we saw? it called merrily and noisily. |
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| Ashy Woodswallows (Artamus fuscus), sunning themselves. Sharp sorties for insect tidbits, interspersed with glides back to their perch. |
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