It's pretty crazy how the taman can play on the imagination if one allows it to, and this was how the Coppersmith Barbet could trick one with its fluff in the falling evening light. In actual fact, the little bird was simply calling out loud, its vocal chord almost bursting through its throat!
The casuarina trees provided the perfect setting for a 'dull winter evening' to the bird's puffed out feathers as if it was cold, however, the puff-up was merely the result of its tiny body having to exert utmost and unabated effort at calling.
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