When it comes to birds, I can get fairly irrational.
The sighting of a Pied Crow, above, has a calming and reassuring effect on me-the majestic birds moving slowly through the sky seems to say to me that everything will be all right.
I seem to have adopted them as my security blankie.
On the other hand, much more rationally, the sight of a Redwinged Starling:
from the balcony of my place of employment means just one thing-summer is almost over.
Not that you'd know it by the weather, which remains hot with a dangerous sunburn index in the day, and sleep-robbingly sultry at night.
Like a true Celt, I don't deal well with the heat, and I'm more than a tad grumpy these long, hot summer days.
We celebrate Lughnasadh next week.
Roll on the Autumn!
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