Robert (gurdonark) wrote,

nighthawk at the diner

At Noon, my car would not start, I could not sort our what light or other thing I had left on. I walked to a place near my work for chicken mini-tacos and a slice of cheese pizza. At the end of the day, I asked my law partner to help me with a jump. But my car started, and I found the light that had been left on. At first, my power steering seemed sluggish, but eventually things sorted out fine.

I took a walk in Oak Point Park in Plano. A Painted Bunting, a miracle in red, green and blue, landed in a tree in plain sight. I took five pictures of him, all too blurry, and kept walking.

When I got home, I saw a Common Nighthawk sitting on our black fence. This bird leads a double life. By day, it is a drab bird hard to distinguish from the place it sleeps. It hides in plain sight through its blend-in camouflage. Near dark, it flies high in the air, its huge wingspan showing, capturing insects. I was glad to have the rare treat of seeing one in my backyard. My wife enjoyed seeing the one on our neighbor's fence.

I made an appointment for a June medical check. I thought about learning a chess opening called the Rubinstein French. The mosquitoes were out, reminding me it's the time to start using the repellent.I want to avoid any chance of contracting West Nile Virus. Last night I picked us up Subway sandwiches because my wife was home getting our central air checked out (result: easy fix) and getting a new living room chair delivered (result: she loves her new chair). On Beatrice's morning walk yesterday, we saw two tiny bunnies.

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