The plum trees were blooming at Embarcadero Plaza, and a hundred parrots methodically pruned each one from every tree. They ate and screamed and glissaded from tree to tree, less shy than usual, letting people come within six feet of them. The sidewalk was littered with twigs.
People stopped in mid-commute, letting trains leave without them and taxis line up at the stand. Cameras came out, held loosely at the waist as their owners gawked. Shapes of dark sharp wings against darkening sky.
Posted by: Chris Clarke
Categories:
The Neighborhood
Wildlife
Send to Del.icio.us; Digg; Ma.gnolia; Reddit; Spurl; Newsvine; StumbleUpon
Login or Register to save this post as a favorite or email it to a friend.
