Thursday, March 22, 2007

Dusky thrush

For the last few days I have been seeing a bird standing in the middle of the rice paddy down on the corner. It just stands there, looking alert. (The rice paddy does not have rice in it, yet.) I did not ask The Man what kind of bird it was, because whenever I ask him what a bird is he tells me with great authority that it is a thrush.

But I should have asked him this time, because in the same way that a stopped watch that tells the correct time twice a day, this time he would have been right.