It's Friday and we want a new song!

Cedar Waxwing

My youngest is still very upset and sniffly about this beautiful bird.  I have no idea what happened to him.  I checked him over, nothing appears to be broken and not a feather out of place.  My only thought was maybe he got confused by the screen that covers half out gazebo and ran into something.  My daughter is convinced it is because people did not leave out enough fruit or food for him.

Look at his underside.  We loved the red waxy wing tips above and the splash of yellow, but the underside is so delicate and the feathers swirl together in a very neat way on his belly with a mellow hue.  And, of course, we love the face mask.  Get ready for the shoe box burial in the garden, next to the bird that got caught by the neighbor's cat and the bunny that was paralyzed by a hawk attack.  Sigh.  



For now, we are listening intently for the Sree Sree sound of the Cedar Waxwings in hope of seeing one in the tree or at the platform feeder with fruit now that we know they are around us.