Here’s a post for all you ornithophiles out there. You know who you are.
Birds are in the city.
Birds are in the country.
They’re in bushes near houses and along roadsides.
They roost on riverbanks.
They’re in the treetops.
They’re pecking their way into trees.
They come visiting near the house the day after the departure of a person who had been looking for them for a solid month.
They stride upstream and away from you when one afternoon you suddenly show up at a riverbend to go swimming.
They perch in bamboo.
They’re overhead, all day long.
They come in pairs.
And they get wet in sudden showers.
We’ll come back with a few more birds, one of these posts.
But for now it’s time to fly away.