Crazy Happenings

Yesterday evening, something caught my attention.  First it was the noise - a loud fluttering, squawking, chirping, crunchy cacophony.  Then I saw what all the fuss was about.

The parrots of Telegraph Hill were having a party on a fruiting olive.  And by parrots I mean at least fifty.  They were hopping around the branches gorging themselves on ripe olives.

Tropical meets Mediterranean!

What's next?