Suddenly everybody is up on wires, poles, and trees, singing away. The Pyrrhuloxias are at it too, in beautiful plumage with their elegant gray coats and red masks. The quail are up in the trees too, unusually, seeing if they can get in on the action. A quail perched on a branch has a slightly clueless, pompous air, as if he doesn’t now that topknots are decades out of style.

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