Forget the war drums for a moment. Forget the treachery of icy sidewalks. Imagine seeing one of these guys at your bird feeder. Mark Twain said, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill
Forget the war drums for a moment. Forget the treachery of icy sidewalks. Imagine seeing one of these guys at your bird feeder. Mark Twain said, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in 
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The exotic colours of the wild parrots and their bobbing motions, keeping time to Bittner's guitar strumming, did indeed make me forget the grey skies and cold winds in Ontario this morning.
A 2008 trip to SF must include a visit to Telegraph Hill.
There's a famous staircase descending Telegraph Hill to the bay. The parrots hang out somewhere along there. They seem to have PR agents now, so it may be hard to get a glimpse. The view of SF Bay, though, is always glorious.
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