There's already a national Pet Bird Day on September 17, but can we also get a Skittle Chicken day too? Caiques are so cute.

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Satin Bowerbird

Once again, another beautiful bowerbird. The satin bowerbird builds an upsidedown arch, similar to that of the Flame Bowerbird. They also collect things, again like the other bowerbird, but this one is more keen to collect. Often, they will collect garbage from nearby campgrounds, and hold them in their beaks as they perform their dance. The spot of bright blue against their dazzling dark blue feathers is quite amazing. Learn More!

Caique

The Caique is another parrot, indigenous to the Amazon Basin, and also often found as a house pet too. They are very social birds, relying on a pack mentality in the wild to defend themselves from predators. They’re also very vocal with one another, sometimes even purring as they drink! Caique are also known to have two sentries on lookout as they eat. Their diet mainly consists of flowers, fruit, and seeds. Learn More!

(Satin Bowerbird photo by Ellany Whelan) (Caique photo by Juan Pablo Arboleda)

Two baby Caiques meeting for the first time. Gizmo (less black on the head) is our new little man and the other one, Xiaoqi is only staying with us for a couple months. This is the first time they were out together. They are now best friends lol

Black-headed Caique

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Arnaudkoi

Our men rowed very well, and we soon came to a village called Arnaudkoi, where the current is very rapid, and at times dangerous, the banks forming the outer curve of a sharp sweep in the stream. The boatmen here shipped their oars, for persons were in waiting to tow the caiques round the bend, it being impossible to row against the current. They were here always for the purpose, taking the boats in turn, and they received a few paras for their trouble. Further on, the same thing was repeated, and indeed at every sudden turn some poor fellows were waiting to track us.

The houses continued uninterruptedly along the shore, and they were nearly all built after the same style, and of wood. Here and there a new edifice was being raised upon a European model, but it did not appear to be so much in keeping with the scene, as the green, and dove, and claycoloured houses of the Turks. There is a lightness about these little buildings which is very pretty and effective. They look, from a short distance, as if made of card-board, and one cannot help thinking that a single candle within would illuminate their entire form, like the cottages the Italians carry about on their heads in our streets private tour Istanbul.

There are very many palaces amongst them, belonging to the Sultan and the great people of his court; and on the summits of some of the mountains are royal kiosks, wherever a beautiful view is to be commanded. In the absence of all artistic impressions, the Turks are great admirers of Nature. Fields and forests, blue water and skies, sunny air and bright flower gardens, are the great sources of their happiness. The state of idle listless dreaming into which the contemplation of these objects throws them, they call Kef. We have no word that answers to this; busy anxious England has not allowed one to be invented.

But it is a very pleasant repose—one that teems with images far more real and beautiful than the deadly opium or hasheesh can call up, and so, these little kiosks, dedicated to the idlest inactivity of mind and body, are perched about the hills of the Bosphorus, and there the Turk dreams away his leisure time, drinking in the bright and lovely prospects around him, with only the bubbling of the narghile to assist rather than intrude upon his unstrained contemplations.

 Monte Cristo

With respect to the hasheesh, of which I have just spoken, a word or two may not be out of place. I had been so excited by the accounts I had read of its effects in “ Monte-Cristo,” that I was very anxious to try some; and Demetri bought me samples of two or three different preparations of it, somewhere on the sly. One sort was like greenish candy; another was of the same colour, but soft, and in a tin box; another was dark, and resembled black-currant jam; and a fourth was in powder. All tasted sufficiently nasty.

The second was the least offensive, being mixed up with honey and bitter almonds. Of the first I took a tolerable quantity; but the effect was not proportioned to my expectations. I felt rather giddy and buoyant, but nothing further: yet the dragoman assured me that I had swallowed more than the ordinary quantity. “ Once,” he said, “ a waiter found some in the hotel, and ate it all, not knowing what it was. He laughed all night long, and the next day was very sick, and cried.” Much, in a case of this kind, must depend upon the idiosyncrasy of the individual who swallows it. I have said, with myself, the hasheesh was a failure: I may mention, at the same time, that no quantity of wine or spirits, however large, has ever any effect upon my head; so that it does not follow that its exhibition would be similarly innocuous upon everybody.

Donizetti and Aterdi

The passengers were wonderfully troublesome with their luggage, and this appeared all of one sort— awkward bundles of bread and pumpkins. One eccentric mind had packed up an old pair of shoes and some grapes in a bird-cage, and another brought a dozen live ducks, all tied together by the feet. There was also a dreadful dog who constantly sought his master, trailing a chain after him; upon which if the passengers inadvertently trod, checking his progress, he turned round and snapped at them.

At last, with great excitement and bawling, to which the Pool late on the evening of Greenwich fair was nothing, we got out of the Golden Horn. A long caique with a sail, and twelve or fourteen passengers, overtook ns, like the wind, and soon shot a-head. The people smoked and drank coffee, all working their beads about with restless irritability; and a band of music played airs from the operas of Donizetti and Aterdi. The great feature of this band was the performer on the Pandaean pipes; it is impossible to conceive the excellent music he blew out from them. They contained four octaves, and were not flat, as the common ones, but curved round, so that his lips formed the arc of a circle, as it were, of which his neck was the centre. Only associating the Pandaean pipes with a street drum, as accompanying the exertions of Punch, acrobats, and the fantoccini, I was amazed to find what they were really capable of, when well played.

The voyage lasted, altogether, nearly two hours, and each time passengers were landed the riot was awful. The captain, who was a little podgy man, in a fez and frock coat, stormed and swore, and jumped about on the paddle boxes like a maniac. The watermen in the caiques fought and banged each other with a ferocity that exceeded the boatmen at the Piraeus, as they struggled to get their fragile barks next the steamer; and the passengers jostled, and pushed, and so increased the confusion, that it was wonderful how they -were not all drowned. All this went on at every island, but the most frightful to-do was at Prinkipo; and, although a tolerable swimmer, I was not sorry when our over-laden caique touched the shore. We had been nearly swamped by getting between two larger boats, in a manner that would have been dangerous on a river, but here a heavy sea was running.

Extremity of the promenade

We landed under a cliff, along which a row of coffee-houses and some private villas ran : and at the extremity of the promenade, we found an inn, in a fine position, with a view of Constantinople in the distance, looking far more beautiful than Venice— which, in all truth, is not so attractive on first sight as some writers would make it—with the domes and minarets of Stamboul shining like gold, in the sunset. The hotel was kept by a Neapolitan; and was built entirely of light thin wood—very like those we see in Switzerland, in high and out-of-the-way spots. The landlord appeared very anxious to make his customers comfortable. He gave us a very good dinner at a table-el’hote, where wTe sat down some fourteen or sixteen—principally Greeks : but he somewhat committed himself in recommending a bottle of Broussa beer to our notice. Broussa is a city in Asia Minor, celebrated for its manufactories of silk, which supply the Levant. It certainly cannot claim any distinction for its breweries, for I never tasted anything so nasty in my life. With my eyes shut, I could have imagined it a species of effervescing black-draught city tour istanbul.

As soon as dinner was over, we turned out for a stroll about the village, which possesses several very novel and entertaining features. I have said that there was a row of coffee-houses on the heights facing the sea. These were all wooden buildings with porticos before them ; and on the opposite side of the promenade in front, were platforms surrounded by railings, built to project over the edge of the cliff, and singularly insecure. The masters supply coffee, narghiles, and a very tolerable punch.

The steamboat band was playing in front of the principal house: and, before all of them were suspended hoops, with thin white cylinders depending from them, which I at first took to be candles. But I found afterwards that they were blue-lights ; and that when the beauties of Prinkipo assembled (which they were to do on the morrow in great numbers) and it got dark, some public-spirited and gallant gentleman would pay to have oue of these fireworks ignited, and thus show off the fair gazers to the admiration of the spectators. At present, there were not many ladies about. Our steamer was evidently the “ husband’s boatand they were listening to the gossip of Constantinople in their own houses.

Arnaudkoi

Our men rowed very well, and we soon came to a village called Arnaudkoi, where the current is very rapid, and at times dangerous, the banks forming the outer curve of a sharp sweep in the stream. The boatmen here shipped their oars, for persons were in waiting to tow the caiques round the bend, it being impossible to row against the current. They were here always for the purpose, taking the boats in turn, and they received a few paras for their trouble. Further on, the same thing was repeated, and indeed at every sudden turn some poor fellows were waiting to track us.

The houses continued uninterruptedly along the shore, and they were nearly all built after the same style, and of wood. Here and there a new edifice was being raised upon a European model, but it did not appear to be so much in keeping with the scene, as the green, and dove, and claycoloured houses of the Turks. There is a lightness about these little buildings which is very pretty and effective. They look, from a short distance, as if made of card-board, and one cannot help thinking that a single candle within would illuminate their entire form, like the cottages the Italians carry about on their heads in our streets private tour Istanbul.

There are very many palaces amongst them, belonging to the Sultan and the great people of his court; and on the summits of some of the mountains are royal kiosks, wherever a beautiful view is to be commanded. In the absence of all artistic impressions, the Turks are great admirers of Nature. Fields and forests, blue water and skies, sunny air and bright flower gardens, are the great sources of their happiness. The state of idle listless dreaming into which the contemplation of these objects throws them, they call Kef. We have no word that answers to this; busy anxious England has not allowed one to be invented.

But it is a very pleasant repose—one that teems with images far more real and beautiful than the deadly opium or hasheesh can call up, and so, these little kiosks, dedicated to the idlest inactivity of mind and body, are perched about the hills of the Bosphorus, and there the Turk dreams away his leisure time, drinking in the bright and lovely prospects around him, with only the bubbling of the narghile to assist rather than intrude upon his unstrained contemplations.

 Monte Cristo

With respect to the hasheesh, of which I have just spoken, a word or two may not be out of place. I had been so excited by the accounts I had read of its effects in “ Monte-Cristo,” that I was very anxious to try some; and Demetri bought me samples of two or three different preparations of it, somewhere on the sly. One sort was like greenish candy; another was of the same colour, but soft, and in a tin box; another was dark, and resembled black-currant jam; and a fourth was in powder. All tasted sufficiently nasty.

The second was the least offensive, being mixed up with honey and bitter almonds. Of the first I took a tolerable quantity; but the effect was not proportioned to my expectations. I felt rather giddy and buoyant, but nothing further: yet the dragoman assured me that I had swallowed more than the ordinary quantity. “ Once,” he said, “ a waiter found some in the hotel, and ate it all, not knowing what it was. He laughed all night long, and the next day was very sick, and cried.” Much, in a case of this kind, must depend upon the idiosyncrasy of the individual who swallows it. I have said, with myself, the hasheesh was a failure: I may mention, at the same time, that no quantity of wine or spirits, however large, has ever any effect upon my head; so that it does not follow that its exhibition would be similarly innocuous upon everybody.

Having a parrot can be pretty nice sometimes ❤️🥰

Arnaudkoi

Our men rowed very well, and we soon came to a village called Arnaudkoi, where the current is very rapid, and at times dangerous, the banks forming the outer curve of a sharp sweep in the stream. The boatmen here shipped their oars, for persons were in waiting to tow the caiques round the bend, it being impossible to row against the current. They were here always for the purpose, taking the boats in turn, and they received a few paras for their trouble. Further on, the same thing was repeated, and indeed at every sudden turn some poor fellows were waiting to track us.

The houses continued uninterruptedly along the shore, and they were nearly all built after the same style, and of wood. Here and there a new edifice was being raised upon a European model, but it did not appear to be so much in keeping with the scene, as the green, and dove, and claycoloured houses of the Turks. There is a lightness about these little buildings which is very pretty and effective. They look, from a short distance, as if made of card-board, and one cannot help thinking that a single candle within would illuminate their entire form, like the cottages the Italians carry about on their heads in our streets private tour Istanbul.

There are very many palaces amongst them, belonging to the Sultan and the great people of his court; and on the summits of some of the mountains are royal kiosks, wherever a beautiful view is to be commanded. In the absence of all artistic impressions, the Turks are great admirers of Nature. Fields and forests, blue water and skies, sunny air and bright flower gardens, are the great sources of their happiness. The state of idle listless dreaming into which the contemplation of these objects throws them, they call Kef. We have no word that answers to this; busy anxious England has not allowed one to be invented.

But it is a very pleasant repose—one that teems with images far more real and beautiful than the deadly opium or hasheesh can call up, and so, these little kiosks, dedicated to the idlest inactivity of mind and body, are perched about the hills of the Bosphorus, and there the Turk dreams away his leisure time, drinking in the bright and lovely prospects around him, with only the bubbling of the narghile to assist rather than intrude upon his unstrained contemplations.

 Monte Cristo

With respect to the hasheesh, of which I have just spoken, a word or two may not be out of place. I had been so excited by the accounts I had read of its effects in “ Monte-Cristo,” that I was very anxious to try some; and Demetri bought me samples of two or three different preparations of it, somewhere on the sly. One sort was like greenish candy; another was of the same colour, but soft, and in a tin box; another was dark, and resembled black-currant jam; and a fourth was in powder. All tasted sufficiently nasty.

The second was the least offensive, being mixed up with honey and bitter almonds. Of the first I took a tolerable quantity; but the effect was not proportioned to my expectations. I felt rather giddy and buoyant, but nothing further: yet the dragoman assured me that I had swallowed more than the ordinary quantity. “ Once,” he said, “ a waiter found some in the hotel, and ate it all, not knowing what it was. He laughed all night long, and the next day was very sick, and cried.” Much, in a case of this kind, must depend upon the idiosyncrasy of the individual who swallows it. I have said, with myself, the hasheesh was a failure: I may mention, at the same time, that no quantity of wine or spirits, however large, has ever any effect upon my head; so that it does not follow that its exhibition would be similarly innocuous upon everybody.

Arnaudkoi

Our men rowed very well, and we soon came to a village called Arnaudkoi, where the current is very rapid, and at times dangerous, the banks forming the outer curve of a sharp sweep in the stream. The boatmen here shipped their oars, for persons were in waiting to tow the caiques round the bend, it being impossible to row against the current. They were here always for the purpose, taking the boats in turn, and they received a few paras for their trouble. Further on, the same thing was repeated, and indeed at every sudden turn some poor fellows were waiting to track us.

The houses continued uninterruptedly along the shore, and they were nearly all built after the same style, and of wood. Here and there a new edifice was being raised upon a European model, but it did not appear to be so much in keeping with the scene, as the green, and dove, and claycoloured houses of the Turks. There is a lightness about these little buildings which is very pretty and effective. They look, from a short distance, as if made of card-board, and one cannot help thinking that a single candle within would illuminate their entire form, like the cottages the Italians carry about on their heads in our streets private tour Istanbul.

There are very many palaces amongst them, belonging to the Sultan and the great people of his court; and on the summits of some of the mountains are royal kiosks, wherever a beautiful view is to be commanded. In the absence of all artistic impressions, the Turks are great admirers of Nature. Fields and forests, blue water and skies, sunny air and bright flower gardens, are the great sources of their happiness. The state of idle listless dreaming into which the contemplation of these objects throws them, they call Kef. We have no word that answers to this; busy anxious England has not allowed one to be invented.

But it is a very pleasant repose—one that teems with images far more real and beautiful than the deadly opium or hasheesh can call up, and so, these little kiosks, dedicated to the idlest inactivity of mind and body, are perched about the hills of the Bosphorus, and there the Turk dreams away his leisure time, drinking in the bright and lovely prospects around him, with only the bubbling of the narghile to assist rather than intrude upon his unstrained contemplations.

 Monte Cristo

With respect to the hasheesh, of which I have just spoken, a word or two may not be out of place. I had been so excited by the accounts I had read of its effects in “ Monte-Cristo,” that I was very anxious to try some; and Demetri bought me samples of two or three different preparations of it, somewhere on the sly. One sort was like greenish candy; another was of the same colour, but soft, and in a tin box; another was dark, and resembled black-currant jam; and a fourth was in powder. All tasted sufficiently nasty.

The second was the least offensive, being mixed up with honey and bitter almonds. Of the first I took a tolerable quantity; but the effect was not proportioned to my expectations. I felt rather giddy and buoyant, but nothing further: yet the dragoman assured me that I had swallowed more than the ordinary quantity. “ Once,” he said, “ a waiter found some in the hotel, and ate it all, not knowing what it was. He laughed all night long, and the next day was very sick, and cried.” Much, in a case of this kind, must depend upon the idiosyncrasy of the individual who swallows it. I have said, with myself, the hasheesh was a failure: I may mention, at the same time, that no quantity of wine or spirits, however large, has ever any effect upon my head; so that it does not follow that its exhibition would be similarly innocuous upon everybody.

Arnaudkoi

Our men rowed very well, and we soon came to a village called Arnaudkoi, where the current is very rapid, and at times dangerous, the banks forming the outer curve of a sharp sweep in the stream. The boatmen here shipped their oars, for persons were in waiting to tow the caiques round the bend, it being impossible to row against the current. They were here always for the purpose, taking the boats in turn, and they received a few paras for their trouble. Further on, the same thing was repeated, and indeed at every sudden turn some poor fellows were waiting to track us.

The houses continued uninterruptedly along the shore, and they were nearly all built after the same style, and of wood. Here and there a new edifice was being raised upon a European model, but it did not appear to be so much in keeping with the scene, as the green, and dove, and claycoloured houses of the Turks. There is a lightness about these little buildings which is very pretty and effective. They look, from a short distance, as if made of card-board, and one cannot help thinking that a single candle within would illuminate their entire form, like the cottages the Italians carry about on their heads in our streets private tour Istanbul.

There are very many palaces amongst them, belonging to the Sultan and the great people of his court; and on the summits of some of the mountains are royal kiosks, wherever a beautiful view is to be commanded. In the absence of all artistic impressions, the Turks are great admirers of Nature. Fields and forests, blue water and skies, sunny air and bright flower gardens, are the great sources of their happiness. The state of idle listless dreaming into which the contemplation of these objects throws them, they call Kef. We have no word that answers to this; busy anxious England has not allowed one to be invented.

But it is a very pleasant repose—one that teems with images far more real and beautiful than the deadly opium or hasheesh can call up, and so, these little kiosks, dedicated to the idlest inactivity of mind and body, are perched about the hills of the Bosphorus, and there the Turk dreams away his leisure time, drinking in the bright and lovely prospects around him, with only the bubbling of the narghile to assist rather than intrude upon his unstrained contemplations.

 Monte Cristo

With respect to the hasheesh, of which I have just spoken, a word or two may not be out of place. I had been so excited by the accounts I had read of its effects in “ Monte-Cristo,” that I was very anxious to try some; and Demetri bought me samples of two or three different preparations of it, somewhere on the sly. One sort was like greenish candy; another was of the same colour, but soft, and in a tin box; another was dark, and resembled black-currant jam; and a fourth was in powder. All tasted sufficiently nasty.

The second was the least offensive, being mixed up with honey and bitter almonds. Of the first I took a tolerable quantity; but the effect was not proportioned to my expectations. I felt rather giddy and buoyant, but nothing further: yet the dragoman assured me that I had swallowed more than the ordinary quantity. “ Once,” he said, “ a waiter found some in the hotel, and ate it all, not knowing what it was. He laughed all night long, and the next day was very sick, and cried.” Much, in a case of this kind, must depend upon the idiosyncrasy of the individual who swallows it. I have said, with myself, the hasheesh was a failure: I may mention, at the same time, that no quantity of wine or spirits, however large, has ever any effect upon my head; so that it does not follow that its exhibition would be similarly innocuous upon everybody.

Arnaudkoi

Our men rowed very well, and we soon came to a village called Arnaudkoi, where the current is very rapid, and at times dangerous, the banks forming the outer curve of a sharp sweep in the stream. The boatmen here shipped their oars, for persons were in waiting to tow the caiques round the bend, it being impossible to row against the current. They were here always for the purpose, taking the boats in turn, and they received a few paras for their trouble. Further on, the same thing was repeated, and indeed at every sudden turn some poor fellows were waiting to track us.

The houses continued uninterruptedly along the shore, and they were nearly all built after the same style, and of wood. Here and there a new edifice was being raised upon a European model, but it did not appear to be so much in keeping with the scene, as the green, and dove, and claycoloured houses of the Turks. There is a lightness about these little buildings which is very pretty and effective. They look, from a short distance, as if made of card-board, and one cannot help thinking that a single candle within would illuminate their entire form, like the cottages the Italians carry about on their heads in our streets private tour Istanbul.

There are very many palaces amongst them, belonging to the Sultan and the great people of his court; and on the summits of some of the mountains are royal kiosks, wherever a beautiful view is to be commanded. In the absence of all artistic impressions, the Turks are great admirers of Nature. Fields and forests, blue water and skies, sunny air and bright flower gardens, are the great sources of their happiness. The state of idle listless dreaming into which the contemplation of these objects throws them, they call Kef. We have no word that answers to this; busy anxious England has not allowed one to be invented.

But it is a very pleasant repose—one that teems with images far more real and beautiful than the deadly opium or hasheesh can call up, and so, these little kiosks, dedicated to the idlest inactivity of mind and body, are perched about the hills of the Bosphorus, and there the Turk dreams away his leisure time, drinking in the bright and lovely prospects around him, with only the bubbling of the narghile to assist rather than intrude upon his unstrained contemplations.

 Monte Cristo

With respect to the hasheesh, of which I have just spoken, a word or two may not be out of place. I had been so excited by the accounts I had read of its effects in “ Monte-Cristo,” that I was very anxious to try some; and Demetri bought me samples of two or three different preparations of it, somewhere on the sly. One sort was like greenish candy; another was of the same colour, but soft, and in a tin box; another was dark, and resembled black-currant jam; and a fourth was in powder. All tasted sufficiently nasty.

The second was the least offensive, being mixed up with honey and bitter almonds. Of the first I took a tolerable quantity; but the effect was not proportioned to my expectations. I felt rather giddy and buoyant, but nothing further: yet the dragoman assured me that I had swallowed more than the ordinary quantity. “ Once,” he said, “ a waiter found some in the hotel, and ate it all, not knowing what it was. He laughed all night long, and the next day was very sick, and cried.” Much, in a case of this kind, must depend upon the idiosyncrasy of the individual who swallows it. I have said, with myself, the hasheesh was a failure: I may mention, at the same time, that no quantity of wine or spirits, however large, has ever any effect upon my head; so that it does not follow that its exhibition would be similarly innocuous upon everybody.