Every day, in the hour before the sun sets, it turns into “bird time” in our yard in El Salvador. At times I feel as though we are inside of a bird sanctuary. We are blessed with a nice backyard, and wrap-around patio to boot, so have a good panorama of Salvadoran nature-side. As I write a flurry of activity is taking place, from the Yellow-Backed Oriole, who don’t sit still long enough for me to shoot him, to the clarineras (sp?), making their various noises, along with some small yellow-green birds about half the size of your hand, jumping around, and Salvadoran style pigeons/palomas (they are much smaller than the big fat guys on city streets up north), flitting from tree to tree.
The elusive Torogoz even got into the action, gracefully flying to a perch very near our patio, flying away again in time for me NOT to get a good picture of him.
Speaking of birds, on one of my last visits to Chalatenango, while walking around the neighborhood, a pack of loud, almost obnoxious birds were flying and singing in a high pitch above me, and as I looked up, I saw a pack of (wild) parakeets, a good 5 or 6, swoon over me and land high up in a tree just 15 feet ahead of me, where they continued their discussion, screeching and chirping along. My husband and guys in the neighborhood know how to find their nests and snatch them when they are young, before they grow feathers, and then they become household pets.
The same day I saw the parakeets, at my suegro’s (in laws) house, someone pointed out an exotic looking bird high up in a tree across the street. After a short moment, we realized they were Toucans!
They were of the more simple colored variety, black and white with an orange beak. My suegra (mother in law) said this is very unusual in “these modern days” to see them where they live. They were very high up in the trees, and we saw at least 2 of them darting around, if not 3. As I finish writing this, the sun is almost setting, and the symphony of chirping has quieted down to an occasional chirp or peep. The excited activity lasts for maybe 45 minutes, like a “Happy Hour” for the birds, and then its time to find a perch or return to the nest for the night. Good Night, all.