“Birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain.” —Douglas Coupland
T I M E A W A Y F R O M T H E M A D D E N I N G C R O W D
I first noticed this seagull comfortably perched atop a 20 foot high lamp post and first thought it was one of those secret police traffic cams that are placed in certain neighborhoods to surreptitiously catch speeders as they whizzed by.
It was a little before five p.m. and the sun’s light made it difficult for me ( a person with less than perfect vision) to discern what the mysterious item at that time might be. There was no movement to indicate that this was a living thing.
One hour later when I glanced out the window again I thought I detected some movement and grabbed my camera, aimed the lens in the post’s direction ,and captured a few photos.
I then noticed it was a bird sitting up there enjoying a curst of bread which it had scooped from the ground and was determined to dine alone.
In the background crows, magpies and sea gulls were loudly voicing their disapproval of this bird’s decision to not share its food but instead preferred a quiet perch high in the sky.
The bird finished its meal two hours later. By seven p.m. when I again checked its temporary roost it had vanished into the night sky.
Sometimes the stress of modern life converts the most sociable of creatures into a recluse.