
As I sat watching a pair of wild pigeons cooing and strutting in our courtyard, there was a tiny buzz and a little powder puff alighted just a few feet away upon the branch of the mango tree! She (or was it a he?) sat there a moment, watching me through those beautiful brown eyes, before flying off to the next tree.
One of the greatest blessings of living at Wayanad is that we have over a hundred types of birds, visiting all through the year.
 
															 
								 
								