From Burgess's Bird Book for Children:
On each forehead, chin and a line through each eye was  velvety black.  Each wore a very stylish pointed cap.  They were quite dandified.
A Stranger and a Dandy


When I hear the beautiful whispy mornful cries of the cedar waxwings, I know to look close by to trees,  bushes or ephemeral puddlles where they gather, always in groups together, talking and moving together everywhere.

The first encounter i ever had were two at my birdbath-the most exotic looking bired I have ever seen in piedmont NC.  They are captivating and jovial, despite their sad songs and sound like lovely swingsets in the wind.