Birds in the backyard

The idea that home itself could have hitherto undiscovered delights to discover, was a nice one

I always associate the coming of spring with the first blush of scarlet on the silk cotton trees in Delhi. After the glorious blooms burst into tufts of cotton and the trees are left bereft of flower and leaf, the advent of summer is heralded by the advent of thousands of Rosy Starlings. These noisy, friendly birds sit on the bare branches of the silk cotton tree, transforming early summer mornings into a brassy concerto. The advent of summer is also when the peafowl are at their busiest. Peacocks dance for their harems of peahens, and the females mate only