Imagine your hand is very large, and there is a small bird perched on each fingernail. Open and close your hand in different ways. Move your hand about as you open and close the fingers. Now, imagine the hand is invisible and all you can see are the birds. Open and close, open and close the invisible hand. That’s how flocks of sparrows fly, individuals, but invisibly connected. A stretchy elasticity seems to bond them.
This morning – among the branches of sycamores with their brown, thinning leaves – the little birds (open, close, open, close) were so beautiful.
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I made an exagerrated, inaccurate statement! I saw the birds that morning, but wasn't very close. So, little birds in the city, sparrows, right? But different species of sparrow fly differently, and somehow I knew these weren't sparrows anyway, and so looked more closely today when I spied a similar flock. I think they were bushtits.
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