Seattle and Paris have pretty similar climates as far as I have ever been able to tell from the time that I have lived in both places.
So I should not have been surprised about what I saw today.
Seward Park which is a couple of miles from where I live in Seattle has a flock of parrots that live there year round.
Apparently being tropical in origin hasn’t stopped them from adapting to the Pacific Northwest.
But, today when I was entering Parc Montsouris, I was surprised.
I heard a bird call that was unmistakably a parrot.
It wasn't the same call as my Seattle parrots, but it had the same timbre.
I had to be hearing parrots I said to myself.
And then two birds, making the parrot noise, flew into the top of a very tall tree across the street from where I was waiting for a traffic light to change so I could cross and enter Parc Montsouris.
Those birds flew exactly like parrots: they flashed through the sky with the same aerobatic joy that my Seattle parrots always exhibit.
By the time I was able to cross after the light had changed they had departed; but the tree was so tall and the lighting conditions were so adverse that I didn’t think that I could have gotten a picture anyway.
So I shrugged and moved on.
Later, after an hour or so in the park, and after hearing and seeing the the birds flash across the skyline numerous times, I finally got an opportunity to take some pictures.
They have much longer tails than my Seattle parrots.
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