The parrots are squawking outside. These are wild parrots, at least
half a dozen pairs, identified as Amazons by a local prof when I sent
him pix a few years ago. They have been living and breeding in this
area for years. They are very loud, very pretty, and their poop stinks
in a sickly-sweet kind of way. They used to dine on the seeds of a tree
I had, and I had to hose off the patio constantly. Still its pretty cool to open a second-story shade in the morning and be a few meters from crazy birds, hanging upside down, using their tongues and feet to eat (inefficiently; I also had to hose down a lot of dropped seedpods).