Doing the laundry this morning, a flash of yellow caught my eye through the breeze blocks. It was the subject of this photo, alighting on the fence. I ran for my camera, hoping he would stay put for a few minutes, and, miraculously, he did.
I don’t know much about birds. The fact that I even recognise this one as a yellow oriole is largely because of that Nestlé promotion the bookmann wrote about back in January. But being able to look out of my laundry room and see one of these is one of the many small reasons I remain in this place.
And oh, this photo comes with a soundtrack.
(Cross posted at Caribbean Free Photo).
…que precioso pajarito! have a beautiful week
M