Mi quetzal / My Quetzal

Existen muchas aves hermosas, de plumajes encendidos, vuelos majestuosos y comportamientos extravagantes, que hacen las delicias de los observadores. Entre ellas, los quetzales sobresalen.

Tan bello como cien colibríes juntos, un quetzal macho parece haber bebido arcoíris líquidos para cautivar a la futura madre de sus polluelos. Ella reconoce el atractivo vértigo de

sus plumas y su amorosa fidelidad, y le recompensa ambas con quetzalitos tan bonitos como el padre.

Cada año, después de tanto trajín como les dicta el llamado de la naturaleza, pierden algunas plumas, pero con sol y fruta fresca recuperan el peso perdido.

Son una maravilla, los quetzales de nuestras tierras. (GBG)

There are many beautiful birds in the world – those with brilliant plumage, majestic flight patterns, and odd behaviors – which delight bird watchers the world over. Among them, the quetzal stands out.

As stunning as one hundred hummingbirds put together, a male quetzal appears to have drunk a liquid rainbow in order to attract the future mother of his chicks. She falls for his dizzyingly colorful looks and committed loyalty, rewarding them both with baby quetzals as lovely as her mate.

Every year, they lose a few feathers following the hustle and bustle dictated by nature’s call; soon enough, with the help of sunlight and fresh fruit, they recover their former glory.

Originating from our lands, the quetzal is indeed a marvel to behold. (GBG)