Tuesday, July 28, 2015



The other day on a rooftop greenhouse a birdcage was

in there with all the moist damp plants. You never would

have guessed birds when climbing the stairs to get there.

We are on a northern campus, construction we hear

reaching a billion dollars has been going on here for

almost a decade. As we stepped up, and no one is in the

greenhouse but the two of us, a pair of birds looked out,

their nest covered with more than enough straw and

bedding. It was in their beaks, around their heads and all

over the place. A crowded obsessive little room. Someone

had given them way too much. The birds knew they

looked ridiculous.


© Bob Arnold

from DUO ~
Longhouse 2015