In the Pacific Northwest of the USA, it’s mostly true that most of our birds are drab as hell. You want a red-ass red bird, you gotta head east of the mountains. The Puget Sound isn’t where color goes to die, but it’s close. It’s where color goes to take a restless nap under fungus-hued clouds. The famous red on a migratory thrush‘s breast is fine. It can look good under the right light. Nothing on a cardinal tho.
The american robin’s cousin the varied thrush is easily the fanciest thrush in Washington, with more than a red breast. It’s streaked with black and orange, like a local oriole wannabe (less bright than that bird of course; gotta stay grunge). I’ve seen them on my porch, seen ’em in a tree, back at the old apartment complex. Doubt I’ll see them at my new home. In all, fewer than five sightings. When I look them up on the web, it is said they are “common.” Not in my experience.
I know nothing about them except that they are thrushes, they look cool, and I felt lucky to see them. I often struggle to remember their name, wanting to call them “painted thrushes” for some reason. What do you know about varied thrushes?
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Great American Satan says
nothing much, it seems…