Perhaps it was an omen, because six hours after the bird appeared, the earthquake turned our world upside down. Aside from a flash of white on the side of its face, the black bird would have passed without catching my attention.
“What in the world was that?” I wondered, and as soon as the bird perched in the Bromeliad Tree straight in front of me, it soared away to a lower level on the property. Club winged Manakins and half a dozen species of Tanagers kept me entertained from the nearby canopy until that flash of white caught my eye again. Catching it via a few poor faraway shots with the camera, I wondered what in the world bird that could be…
That evening I studied the reference books and thought, “Hmmmm. Black Solitaire… New bird for me.” Continue reading