the flight of a Bird
sparks of recognition
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Hello. This post is about Death & Birds.
There are Buzzards nesting in the woods behind us. They’ll come and glide across the open sky of the valley, a landscape which provides the perfect acoustics for their urgent, mournful calls1. When they appear, the smaller Birds do the opposite—lest they be caught by these beautiful and efficient predators. David once saw one pin down a Wood Pigeon and rip it’s head clean off, only to leave its beheaded body behind, looking like a fallen member of the 18th century French nobility.