Der Papagei

The house in Spain is near an animal sanctuary, and in the mornings we wake to a symphony of noise. A chorus of barking accompanies the expected rooster alarm at dawn.
But with it I also hear laughter, shrieking and catcalls, and wonder at the source. It is several days before we realize that a deliquent macaw is also serving his time there.

In the afternoons, when it is too hot to move, even the cicadas drone into silence.