Yesterday afternoon, as the strange bird I've been hearing was singing from across the street, I heard an answering call from up the block. The two engaged in call and response for a while, with the occasional duet thrown in, and then the other bird fell silent, or went away. The first continued to sing into the dim evening, once again the sole representative of his kind to be heard among the diverse avian chorus. I've been feeling a lot like that bird must feel, of late.
Premature Summer
Yesterday afternoon, as the strange bird I've been hearing was singing from across the street, I heard an answering call from up the block. The two engaged in call and response for a while, with the occasional duet thrown in, and then the other bird fell silent, or went away. The first continued to sing into the dim evening, once again the sole representative of his kind to be heard among the diverse avian chorus. I've been feeling a lot like that bird must feel, of late.
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Reset Nineteen, Day Ten
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Reset Nineteen, Day Nine
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Reset Nineteen, Day Eight
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