There I was this morning, minding my own business- cup of tea and a book in hand on the terrace when I see a Barbet- white cheeked barbet- not just any other white cheeked barbet but one with something in its mouth. Of course I didn’t have my camera in hand- so I rush inside to assemble my camera and bring it back out knowing fully well that the aforementioned barbet would have likely flown away. To my surprise it was still there thwaping its beak against a tree branch. As soon as I clicked one photo the barbet took sight of me and flew away. I went back to my book but not before I looked at the image I had clicked. And I was shocked- the barbet had not one- but three little cherry like fruits in its mouth.
I was glad to have got one shot at least. I get back to reading my book and what do I see in 5 minutes- the same barbet with all the little berries still in its mouth. It must have been highly uncomfortable to say the least. I wonder why the barbet was doing this- to offer to its mate, babies?