I know very little about shrikes. But one thing I am sure
about them is that they are nice and good tempered birds. I
cannot recognize their sound nor have I seen shirkes much in my life, just
twice. Although I have experienced something that made me very thoughtful...
Very first shrike I captured in my life was with my amateur camera (image on the left). The appearance of it caught my eye from a very long distance. Even with poor resolution photo, by then I realized that this was an interesting bird.
The shrike I captured last summer (actually in May, 2014) in Svaneti,
looked very calm and relaxed from afar. Looking at the photo closely, on a big
screen at home, made me discover that the poor thing has been severely injured. It had disordered leg and its beautiful tail was cut short...
Every time I look at this photo, I gain respect to this one particular bird.
To me, it represents great courage. It is an excellent example of a fighter spirit and even essence of life somehow. No matter how life turns on us, freedom that lives in each living being still brings us to great heights. Even with broken wings, but we are still - free!
Thanks for reading... And don't forget to... :-)
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