Oh how I love the cedar waxwings!
I look forward to their arrival every spring, and here they are.
This morning was the first time this year that I observed them and heard their distinctive high, thin chirps.
Every morning and late afternoon they perch high up in our neighbor's redwood tree.
When the sun first peeks through the clouds in the morning, there they sit, warming up in those first rays.
Sometimes only a trained eye will notice the waxwings in a tree.
And look how many there are in this part of the redwood tree, at least seven.