Friday, 18 December 2015

Meet the birds.. December 18th

Meet Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, Feste and Maria.
They are Bohemian waxwings. Waxwings are known for being particularly fond of fermented berries. 
They will confine themselves no finer than they are.. 
They sing: 
"What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure."

Twelfth Night, Act 2, Scene 3

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