They were in the habit of flying over every afternoon at about 4:00. The squawking, unmistakable, alerted everyone to their presence. Try thinking something akin to a crow with a sore throat and a megaphone.
Yesterday, the noise did not fade or stop. It did not take me long to spot a pair parrots in the Norfolk pine across the street. I was surprised to see how large they were. Perhaps in my mind I confuse them with parakeets.
I don't have a camera that would capture them atop forty- to fifty-foot tall tree. This picture, from Florida's Wild Parrots, is very close to what I saw though.
I have seen parrots in Venice before, but this year I have noticed them more and more. There was one species of parrot indigenous to Florida, but it is now extinct. The parrot population now seen in Florida are descendants of escapees from the pet trade in exotic tropical birds. They have adapted well since the weather tends to be familiar and so do many of the non-native plants that have been imported for landscaping.
Everything you may have wanted to know about Florida parrots in the wild can be found here.
In other Florida bird news--the baby Sandhill cranes are growing up, no longer little yellow fluff balls with legs: