Wandering Thoughts

June 11, 2009


Filed under: Ramblings and Musings,Staying Places — terence @ 9:15 pm
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Starlings roost in the middle of Wellington, near my wife’s work. Depending on the hour, when I’m waiting to pick her up, I sit in the car park and listen as they settle in the billowing trees. Hundreds of them, dowsing the car sounds in bird song. Chattering, chattering, chattering like crazy to each other. I don’t know, maybe they’re gossiping, or telling the stories of their day, or spinning delighted tales about the glory of flight. Or maybe they just chirp because that’s what birds do. But that conversation, taking place on a thousand branches, over the tops of the lonely commuters, as the street lights replace the sun, is the most reassuring thing. A secret, happy urban joy.



  1. Nice :-)

    and by the way I like your new font and style – much easier to read for those of us with bad eyesight – thanks.

    Comment by PC — June 12, 2009 @ 12:11 pm

  2. Yes, nice when they are dowsing the car sounds with bird song as opposed to dowsing your car bonnet with bird poo! You must be parked at a safe distance :-)
    sorry to cut the visit short with you and Jo. Esme still not right :-( Great to see you guys.

    Comment by sarahbb — June 12, 2009 @ 7:43 pm

  3. I have to confess, if you walk under those trees (and don’t do that in the evening) it does feel rather like a Naruan phosphate mine. But if you heard all that song, and how happy they sound there together, you’d forgive the bird poo in an instant.

    Sorry to hear that Esme’s still not well. Hope she gets better soon. No need to apologise for cutting the visit short though. It was still great to see you. Both Jo and I keen to catch-up again some time soon, too.

    Comment by terence — June 13, 2009 @ 7:45 am

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