How exotic, both the beautiful bird and your mango tree, Madhu! Mango is my favourite fruit, only it doesn’t taste the same as in your part of world. Does your tree give you loads and loads oaf mangos? How can you preserve them?
I wish the grey squirrel would abandon our garden, he pinches all the seeds for birds, such a nuisance …
I have to agree that our mangoes taste far better π These are wild ones though, a bit stringy and thick skinned, but still quite sweet. Traditionally raw mangoes are pickled (with chilli) or preserved in brine to be used through the year in curries and chutneys. Ripe ones were never preserved to my knowledge, although they are used in a variety of savoury curries as well!. Now the pulp is frozen of course. Squirrels and pigeons are two of my least favourite creatures on earth π
Oh, he is exquisite, Madhu! I remember your tree and visitors from before, but only from when there were mangoes. How cool that he has come to see you in the winter just to visit and enjoy your tree. π
Riba, I have only seen these a couple of times before, up in the cooler hills. Can’t imagine why they would choose to winter in this humid city! But I am not complaining π
Joy is seeing a beautiful little bird outside your kitchen window in the tree. The tree outside my kitchen balcony has very few birds. I keep waiting. Your shot of this fellow is lovely.
Angeline, my comments on your blog don’t seem to be showing up. Wondering if they have been relegated to the spam folder. You might need to rescue them, before I can comment again π
You seem to always have exquisite guests in your mango tree, Madhu. Only the thought of having a mango tree is lovely – and then with this jewel visiting…Ahhh
I am as surprised as you are Ann Christine. I never saw such exotic creatures while growing up amidst orchards of mango trees!! Perhaps I just have a better view into the tree now π
Nice touch of gold in your mango tree, Madhu. It fills me with joy, too. Are your mangoes in season, now? Ours are just starting to fall. With 5 mango trees and lots of windy days…I have been able to dodge several falling mangoes. But, yesterday, I wasn’t so lucky. I got bopped on my ear by a big mango. π
Our mango season does not begin until June Debbie. The seasons vary across the country but not by much. Why don’t you just harvest the mangoes? Do they fall off before they are ready? That’s sad. This particular tree belongs to our neighbours and is never harvested for some reason. I am the indirect beneficiary of that decision π
Madhu, we have 5 giant mango trees surrounding our house. The Indio mangoes fall to the ground before they are ripe and they are infested with insects. No one will eat the Indio mangoes. But, the Rosa mangoes are luscious and we harvest those. They seem to be more insect resistant. We dug a big hole for the rotten Indio mangoes and we cart them by wheelbarrows to fill the hole. Now, if we could only harness methane from the tons of rotting mangoes. π
They are shy creatures, and I have only sighted a couple before in the Nilgiris. But here we have been having staring contests π Hope he stay a while. Appreciate your dropping by Bharath. And happy to connect with a fellow Madrasi (even if I don’t technically qualify)
staring contests yaay! i think my flaying limbs freak them out, their yellow does things to me π and technicalities be damned, fellow madrasi, have love, keep travelling!
He certainly is. I can buy mangoes from the market, but this little beauty is a precious gift. He’s still around Meredith. Appears most evenings around sunset π
Wow. This is an Oriole. The sounds of the bird resounding much … when I was young, there were someone kept them for its good sounds. Some of them taught them to “talk” like human-beings. π
That is a beautiful bird…. bright
It is a golden oriole Bikram.
That is beautiful Golden Oriole π he he he he
I like your visitor to the mango tree π
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π Thank you Yvette! My mango tree is a singular source of immense joy!
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Beautiful bird in stunning photograph. Thank you for sharing.
Happy to spread the joy π
We have similar yellow bird over here but unfortunately they never perch closer to a lower tree. π
I admit my vantage point on the fourth floor is a distinct advantage π
Oh I see. I know such of this bird is no so tame. π
Your mango tree and its beautiful visitors have always been a source of joy! π
The golden oriole is a rather unexpected winter visitor Marina, so all the more special π
Sweetly stunning…
Isn’t he? My next, perhaps over ambitious, goal is to capture him along with his mate π
What a beauty! Thanks for the link Madhu π
Most welcome Kan! Off to check out your latest joy π
How exotic, both the beautiful bird and your mango tree, Madhu! Mango is my favourite fruit, only it doesn’t taste the same as in your part of world. Does your tree give you loads and loads oaf mangos? How can you preserve them?
I wish the grey squirrel would abandon our garden, he pinches all the seeds for birds, such a nuisance …
I have to agree that our mangoes taste far better π These are wild ones though, a bit stringy and thick skinned, but still quite sweet. Traditionally raw mangoes are pickled (with chilli) or preserved in brine to be used through the year in curries and chutneys. Ripe ones were never preserved to my knowledge, although they are used in a variety of savoury curries as well!. Now the pulp is frozen of course. Squirrels and pigeons are two of my least favourite creatures on earth π
“Squirrels and pigeons are two of my least favourite creatures on earth :-)” – I’ll sign this one too, Madhu! π
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beautiful, once again!
Aww, thanks Maria. Much appreciated π
Your captured joy is spreading smiles.
That’s the idea Frank π
What a striking bird and pose.
It took some patience to catch that pose, but it was worth it Lynne π
Beautiful bird
pretty picture
Yes it is! Thank you Sanjeet π
The clarity and brightness of his yellow feathers – well striking Madhu. Beautiful shot.
Thanks Mary. I hadn’t seen one in over two decades so I was especially thrilled.
Do you know what kind of bird that is Madhu? … it is not one seen in our neck of the world. π
He is an Indian Golden Oriole Marcy. I think they come down South from the Himalayas. According to Wiki there is an European species as well.
Oh, he is exquisite, Madhu! I remember your tree and visitors from before, but only from when there were mangoes. How cool that he has come to see you in the winter just to visit and enjoy your tree. π
Orples, Madhu said this is a golden oriole!
Riba, I have only seen these a couple of times before, up in the cooler hills. Can’t imagine why they would choose to winter in this humid city! But I am not complaining π
Joy is seeing a beautiful little bird outside your kitchen window in the tree. The tree outside my kitchen balcony has very few birds. I keep waiting. Your shot of this fellow is lovely.
It is! And that tree compensates for the lack of a garden, even if it is not out front. Thank you Angeline.
Angeline, my comments on your blog don’t seem to be showing up. Wondering if they have been relegated to the spam folder. You might need to rescue them, before I can comment again π
Madhu, indeed you have captured a flying gold in your lovely mango trees…the pose and poise of the beautiful bird is simply great and subtly graceful.
Beautiful shot and wonderfully composed…
Thank you Nihar π
what a beautiful bird!
Without a doubt the star of my mango tree menagerie Keira. The Pitta comes a close second π
it’s hard to have ‘favourites’, isn’t it π
You seem to always have exquisite guests in your mango tree, Madhu. Only the thought of having a mango tree is lovely – and then with this jewel visiting…Ahhh
I am as surprised as you are Ann Christine. I never saw such exotic creatures while growing up amidst orchards of mango trees!! Perhaps I just have a better view into the tree now π
Nice touch of gold in your mango tree, Madhu. It fills me with joy, too. Are your mangoes in season, now? Ours are just starting to fall. With 5 mango trees and lots of windy days…I have been able to dodge several falling mangoes. But, yesterday, I wasn’t so lucky. I got bopped on my ear by a big mango. π
Our mango season does not begin until June Debbie. The seasons vary across the country but not by much. Why don’t you just harvest the mangoes? Do they fall off before they are ready? That’s sad. This particular tree belongs to our neighbours and is never harvested for some reason. I am the indirect beneficiary of that decision π
Madhu, we have 5 giant mango trees surrounding our house. The Indio mangoes fall to the ground before they are ripe and they are infested with insects. No one will eat the Indio mangoes. But, the Rosa mangoes are luscious and we harvest those. They seem to be more insect resistant. We dug a big hole for the rotten Indio mangoes and we cart them by wheelbarrows to fill the hole. Now, if we could only harness methane from the tons of rotting mangoes. π
π I am sure there is a way.
beautiful β€ i saw him frisk his wings a few weeks ago, but this one is a lot yellow-er fellow
They are shy creatures, and I have only sighted a couple before in the Nilgiris. But here we have been having staring contests π Hope he stay a while. Appreciate your dropping by Bharath. And happy to connect with a fellow Madrasi (even if I don’t technically qualify)
staring contests yaay! i think my flaying limbs freak them out, their yellow does things to me π and technicalities be damned, fellow madrasi, have love, keep travelling!
I don’t remember that particular bird from my India days. What kind is it?
It is a golden oriole Ian. Rather rare in the plains.
The tree itself is a joy, adding the splendour of a golden oriole is perfection!
Absolutely Gilly. It settles on that branch most evenings between five to six. Sometimes we have a staring contest π
Nice find Madhu π It is a beautiful bird π
It is isn’t it? Thanks Indah π
Do you get a good crop of mangoes too? Or do the birds get to them first???
This tree belongs to our neighbours who never harvest the mangoes for some reason. So yes the birds get most of them, which suits me fine π
We have a next door neighbour just the same, but the birds and bats really love them
I love hearing about the goings on in your mango tree each year. It must be in full bloom by now.
Not quite yet, I can only see a few random blooms. Appreciate your stopping by Ron.
Beautifully shot
Thank you very much π
Beautiful bird! I wish we had such colorful little beauties right outside our door.
I somehow thought you did LuAnn! If it makes you feel any better, our regular visitors aren’t this colourful either π
What fascinates me is Nature protecting the these little creatures by giving them the colors of the fruit they feed on!
It isn’t mango season so they actually stand out like sore thumbs Ashu!! I think this plumage is purely for the pleasure of his mate π
Sighting that beauty is indeed joy Madhu!
It is. He graces us with his presence most evenings at roughly the same time Uday!
Oh, wow! He could eat all the mangoes for me, as long as he (she?) stayed π
Absolutely. But it isn’t mango season yet, and I am hoping whatever brought him here will keep him here for a while π
What a beautiful capture, Madhu! I anticipated fruit, not feathers!
Not fruit season quite yet Naomi π
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You have the prettiest mango tree Madhu!
The prettiest visitors Patti, the mango tree is pretty neglected by our neighbours – who own it incidentally π
Oh, isn’t he handsome? Your visitor could just be more welcome that those ripe mangos ?
He certainly is. I can buy mangoes from the market, but this little beauty is a precious gift. He’s still around Meredith. Appears most evenings around sunset π
Can you persuade him to fly my way?
I could try, wondering why he is here in the first place! π
π He must enjoy your company π
That’s a comforting thought. He stares at me more like he thinks I am crazy though π
π he means it as a compliment
Our little backyard sparrows and robins just don’t compare!
These are occasional celebrity visitors Elisa. The rest of the time we have to make do with dowdy crows and messy pigeons π
Wow. This is an Oriole. The sounds of the bird resounding much … when I was young, there were someone kept them for its good sounds. Some of them taught them to “talk” like human-beings. π