there were several tigbi (a type of fig) trees in fruit, and after a wonderful lunch with tina and wency, lydia, bob and cynthia, and nestor... we discovered one by our favorite after-lunch hangout. the shrill calls of the guaiaberos constantly rang out inspite of it being mid-day. there was even a female tarictic carefully hopping from branch to branch eating its fill of fruit.
i love guaiaberos. to me, they fall under the category "cute" (yes, right up there with the philippine falconet). what's not to love? one, they are chunky, little balls which whiz past like green bullets. two, they're parrots! parrots have such personality! i love watching parrots (big or small) walking along branches, gingerly grabbing the branch with each foot while walking sideways or up. three, they are fascinated with their food. yup, whether munching on flowers or fruit, they can be be so engrossed with eating that they become oblivious to your presence. four, you may hear them, but you won't necessarily spot them. these little green balls literally melt into the foliage... don't take your eyes of them or it may be now-you-see-'em-now-you-don't. just the challenge which can keep you staring at a tree for hours. which leads me to reason #5: they could be kermit the frog singing "it's not easy being green".
(and... while frantically searching for noisy but-hard-to-see guaiaberos, what would fly out of the tree but a small flock of pompadour green pigeons. yes, green, big and also with invisibility powers.)
anyway, the couple of hours i spent staring at these almost-invisible birds were enough to give me my birding fix that would carry me through this work week.
(lala, if you're reading this... this is for you. parrots in subic always remind me of you now. ☺ thanks to adri for letting me use his new toy)