I dreamed about sitting in my garden with a bergamot tea and listening to music, which I do a lot of anyway, or at least I try to, but I often get snagged by the computer, announcing a contact or something and end up here. In my dream it was night, but a full moon and a bird came within an arms distance and preend herself, without being aware of me. I was completely spellbound as if the bird was Mesmer. I could not move, until she was done and flew away.
This morning, just before dawn, as light defined only the very edges of clouds in the sky, I was sitting in my garden, listening to music, drinking a glass of grape juice, when a bird landed next to me and began to preen. It was not quite in arms reach, but I could have leaned forward enough to touch it. I froze completely. As soon as I blinked the first time the bird saw me but did not recognize my outline, I suppose, since I was in shadow. It sat there for over a minute, before it took off.
That was cool.
