is very common in the area where I had been with my group of women birders over last week.
But for me, it was a beautiful new bird, and rather than the fleeting fraction-of-a-second glimpses of other birds that I got (most unsatisfactory) during the trip, I was able to watch these birds for quite a while, over two mornings' worth of observation.
Here's my first shot of one, sitting at the edge of a Tent Web:
Here are two shots of the beauties, sipping nectar from the flowers in the garden of Ivy Lodge, the gracious and beautiful home of the Grewals, where we stayed:
Here, you can see the crimson that gives the bird its name:
I like this kind of relaxed, let-the-birds-be-seen birding rather than the intense, go-peering-into-the-undergrowth, crick-your-neck-looking-up-into-the-foli
I am posting some of the birds I shot, on my Facebook album...
to see them, I will be adding to them over the next few days.