Yes, more little waxwings, sviristeli,* perching on ash and red-currant trees in the Zalog area of Yakutsk. More of them, because as I said, these creatures make me a wee bit less homesick. I never saw one last year in Scotland, & perhaps that's why I suffered such an acute sense of dépaysement** the whole time. *that's Russian for waxwing, sviristel'. I don't yet know the word in Sakha.
** new French word I learned that I love... It refers to the sense of disorientation you always feel when not in your home country. It's more than homesickness; it's the feeling of never quite adjusting to living amongst the new scenery, even after you start to feel at home.
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Look at the camera-facing ones in the first shot.
LOOK AT DEM.
oh the first shot is lovely! all the birds in flight with their arcing wings...
thank you very much! i am rather fond of the first one too. especially with the bright green house in the background.
when they face forward, you really notice their little black berry-thief eyemasks... & i love it when they spread their wings & you see all the waxy strips of colour.
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