Andean Cock-of-the-Rock 

As the first hint of daylight trickles through the Andean Cloud-forest, something in the trees starts to stir. Then it starts to call out, and other birds follow. Soon, dark shapes are hopping back and forth across the branches, growing rapidly brighter. Eventually, a disco of wildly crowned, gleaming red male Cock-of-the-Rocks are head-bobbing, wing-jerking, and jumping up and down in the most bizarre and hilarious dance I’ve ever seen. That is the level of goofy dancing I aspire to.

© Christina Baal 2018