We stood in awe as the male romped about in the saplings around our entrance trail, flicking his wings and white flank plumes, and whistling his sweet two-note song for the female-plumaged bird. I was too spellbound to go get my camera.

Bruce Beehler

Awe Entrance Flicking Male Stood Trail Wings

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