RACKET TAILED DRONGO OR THE MIMICRY ARTIST OF THE AVIAN WORLD

Have you ever noticed the beauty of the world revealed gradually making itself seen and heard touched and smelt? As the cool breeze sets the leaves of trees moving slightly heady smell of areca flowers waft across, the room we lose ourselves into the abyss. The most frequent punctuating sound of the white-cheeked barbet sound … Continue reading »