Being the parents of quintuplets - yes I saw FIVE beaks yesterday - is a messy and exhausting business. As the chicks are sleeping soundly in the nest, the young parents clean up and rest for a minute. Soon the young will wake up again.
In the adjacent aviary Rickard and None is surveilling the sorroundings. A bit bored, since they are temporarilly separated from the other males to avoid conflicts during breeding season. Suddenly Rickard feels the urge to claim his territory by fluffing and vocalizing. Even I, who has seen this type of display thousands of times, is impressed.