I Like Birds

Birds, I have discovered, are good to ease a low mood.

Whilst in Wales, sitting in a café, eating caramel shortbread, a robin flew through the open window, and just kind of chirped away on the floor. I dropped some shortbread crumbs, and he ate them up, then chirped for more. The waitresses threw me dark looks. This robin has made a habit of sponging off the customers. I think he was just trying to make his way in the world, and had discovered a genius way to do it. So there I was, inches away from this pretty little robin, singing his pretty little songs for my shortbread. The waitresses chased him away with a broom, but he just flew in through the window again, and came back to my feet. It’s quite something to connect with a wild animal.

There’s currently some bird chirping away very loudly outside the office window. It’s nice. Maybe I’ll get myself an aviary.