My Crimson Neighbour

Sometimes I forget the sweet pleasure of looking at birds and listening to their songs. A dear friend reminded me of that forgotten feeling by singing his very favorite song, twice this afternoon, in my presence. Without his permission, I took the liberty of taking a few pictures. He wouldn’t mind though. He doesn’t care much about my silly engagements.

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  1. Breathtaking pictures of your crimson friend!

  2. WoW! Isn’t nature just breathtakingly beautiful!? Stunning photography. Well done, Prashant.

  3. gorgeous pictures-beautiful bird and flowers too. Have we silly humans given them each a name? i am curious.
    Holly (Angel in the dust)

  4. Gorgeous shots of this little beauty!

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