Photo Journal

A Party of Parrots

The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I.

Rumi

For weeks I have heard them laughing and chattering in the alley and on the street

They seem the happiest of birds

never lacking for something to say

striking a pose for the admiring human on the ground

If you have discovered a truth, tell it first to a parrot! Every new truth needs an insistent repetition!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

A Party of Parrots

It’s 6:30 am -

and it’s a party.

You weren’t invited -

But it really doesn’t matter,

When the green parrots gather

you are welcome

and expected.

It will be noisy

and rowdy -

There will be shouting.

and singing.

There will be hopping around

from foot to foot.

When you leave,

they’ll be laughing

and nattering on

behind your back.

But still;

You’ll look for them

tomorrow.

Parrots are not native to Florida, but they are flourishing here. (Technically, these are Psittacara Leucophtalmus, a species of parakeet.) They are loud and lovely. This time of year, they are everywhere, but specifically, they are in the alley behind my apartment every morning between 6:00-7:00 am, and they are having a party. (If you want to hear the sound, click here. This doesn’t completely do it justice, but you get a little idea.) For me, this is fantastic. They help me start my morning off feeling a little lighter, a little happier. Hope you like them too!

Thank you so much for being here. See you next week.

glorious in green on a grey morning