My crazy brains…

Cyranny's Cove

I love waxwing birds… They are among my favorite feathered friends, and I am lucky because we have a lot of them in my neighbourhood, even if I live in a big city.

I prefer their name in French, though. Jaseur de bohème, litterally “Bohemian chatter”. More poetic than “waxwing”.

I like the little things, because they look like flying water paintings.

Jaseur_boreal2

Today, I was watching the usual flock (well, actually just guessing here, because they pretty much all look the same). Waxwing birds love the little fruit shown on the above picture. At work, we have two trees that become, during Springtime, all-you-can-eat restaurants for my pretty waxwings. Just without the bill!

My eyes were going from one bird to another, just enjoying their ballet from branch to branch, when something tickled my crazy brains.

The said little fruit are not so little, if you’re thinking waxwing-wise (which you…

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