“Pssst! Flash of bright blue to the left!” I hissed at Hector and then I quickly, but hopefully silently, poked my head into the tree branches on the left side of the trail. Hector’s head popped in to the foliage moments later.
Hector and I stood still and waited, hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever bird I thought I had seen.
And then I saw him: an indigo bunting! It was very exciting!
“What kind of bird is that, Bernice?” Hector asked. “What a beautiful color it is!”
“That is an indigo bunting – a male – you can tell by his color. The females are light brown,” I whispered. “The males have bright blue feathers for the breeding season, otherwise they are mostly brown too,” I added.
“I love being able to see birds in their breeding plumage. It seems to be their best-looking attire,” Hector grinned.
“Me too. This bird is so beautiful. I hope his partner is suitably impressed!”
Hector and I were able to watch the indigo bunting for a few moments more. Then the bird flew away.