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Creek Running North
June 29, 2004
Birds of the week
Zeke and I watched this morning as one of the white-tailed kites noisily harassed the local red-shouldered hawk. The hawk, protesting loudly, flew off through a tangle of oak branches into the summer fog.
Last week in the park, that hawk was forced to hide in a plane tree: a dozen crows were mobbing him. Exuberant, terroristic cries and clacking filled the air. We came back up the hill to find the Nuttall's woodpecker astride a phone line, singing. If you can call it that.
It's gotten so that I cannot imagine walking in the neighborhood with my face pointed in any direction other than up. People out to walk their dogs take pains to stuff their ears with recorded music. They don't know what they're missing. At least the dogs get to hear what's really going on.
Posted by Chris Clarke at June 29, 2004 07:41 AM
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Yes. :) It always amazes me how being aware and attentive of things like birds and ants and trees and stones is "uncool" or a "waste" of time for so many people. Screw 'em. If you tune out the world, especially the good parts, what's the point of living?Posted by: Rana at June 29, 2004 10:47 AM