Co-working with a blackbird

For the past two months I have sat at my desk doing mathematics, while on the lawn out the window, a blackbird has been hopping about finding worms. He’s there in the morning and he’s there at noon and he’s there in the evening. He hops, he stops, he hops again. All day long.

I remarked to Kate, what an empty and meaningless life he leads! She countered that the blackbird probably thinks my life is meaningless too.

So I have refined my view, appreciating my good fortune to be sharing this confinement with such an agreeable colleague.

[25 May 2020]

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