Parrot down

 The calls were familiar but the challenge was spotting it as none could blend in more perfectly than this little green one.  So Patience waited for it to fly and reveal its tell-tale flash of red, and it finally did, to perch almost above where I was standing albeit high up.

I suppose I could consider the Blue-crowned Hanging-Parrot a regular to the taman now although it's more often heard than seen.

This was an adult female with its blackish bill, tinge of blue crown and minus the red breast patch.

Being a mere visitor to the the taman, this poor thing barely had a chance to perch openly before it was promptly chased off each time, much to my exasperation.

When it suddenly and uncharacteristically flew down, I tried to move in speedily, hoping for a prized shot but again it was squawked off by the pesky mynas.