Progress…depands on the encouragement of varity.
Calvin Coolidge 1
Carole and I were sitting in the shade of the second floor gallery of the Casa de las Conchas in Salamanca, Spain. Besides the geometrical elegance of the gallery itself, all we could see were the red-tiled roofs that typify so much of the country. Suddenly a small, dark, and handsome thrush hopped onto the stone railing across the courtyard. Its flashes of auburn told me it was a male black redstart. The bird quietly went about its foraging business in full view of us tourists, evidently paying no attention to anything but bugs and perches. I could not see whether any insects were there for the taking, but the bird was acting as if its belly were being loaded. Soon it flew away.
Amazing! Amid all that old tile and stone, here was a lovely, wild thrush. I have seen black redstarts on the ocean's shore. I have seen them in the desert's