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I love when all the neighborhood #quorb band together.
Photo of eleven California quail milling nervously about in the rock border to my neighbor's driveway. They are so plump and round and wonderful, their bodies a wonderful slate blue with brown wings and cream-colored, quill-like detailing on their lower breasts and wings. Many of the males are in profile showing off their gorgeously dark, colorblocked faces, which are outlined in white and capped with fuzzy gold eyebrows, a white "sweatband," and a punctuation mark of feathers that curl like a Kewpie doll question out of their foreheads. A pair of females are in profile as well, though they are more grey than slate-blue, with softer brown faces and forehead punctuation that is less question than quote. They all have a constellation of tiny white specks on the backs of their necks, and they all look both bold and anxious: They startle with vulnerability at the drop of a hat, but they band together for strength and subterfuge, blending cleverly in with the rocks and scruff of the neighborhood.
#quorb
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