Friday, June 26, 2009

One small area

On my way to see the hawks I usually walk on Trump Blvd. between 68th and 67th streets. In that small area there are trees, grass, berry bushes and lots of small birds to hear and see. Yesterday the mocking bird was calling every city sound- car horns, bus beeps, doorman whistles, children cries, trucks in reverse- a total laugh. The robin was so drunk on fermented purple berries that I could practically stand next to him. He wasn't moving anywhere. Sloshed. And the baby sparrow was hounding the parent for food even though able to peck a little on its own. Sometimes I spend an hour in this space before heading to see the hawks. Small delights.

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