mánudagur, október 24, 2005

óminnishegrar

Coming out of the theater, I spot a bird flapping lazily below the streetlights, and I wonder what a gull is doing in town at this hour. It alights on a parked car. Passing closer by, I see it is a heron. Two more perch nearby on a streetsign and a string of lights hanging between the trees. One is a lesser blue heron. The other two I recognize, but I cannot remember their names.

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