September 22, 2017 (Friday)

by Yule Heibel on September 21, 2018

Another very rainy and blustery day. Lest my Wednesday repeat itself, I will be out and about today, even if I get soaked.

A crazily disoriented bird, which looked like nothing more than a medium-sized gold-brown piece of foliage, just banged twice (second time on the ricochet of its swirl) against my window, having been caught apparently in a sudden gust of wind in which it could no longer manage the maneuvers of flight. The “thunk” it made hitting the pane suggested the heft of a bird with its own velocity – it was certainly more than a mere leaf – but it looked like a clump of something and not like an articulated creature. If I hadn’t seen wings fluttering, which I’m sure I saw, I wouldn’t think it was a bird. Maybe it wasn’t. Maybe I imagined the whole thing.

The sky looks slightly yellow under (or over?) all that thick pale gray.

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