Sunday, November 25, 2012

Where the Birds Sing a Different Song

Before I even woke up, my brain registered trouble. My dream shifted from a simple mistaken identity drama to something more surreal when the audio gave way to a soundtrack of unfamiliar music. Literally everything in the dream stopped so I could give full attention to these squeaks and beeps and unnatural flourishes. Then the dream ended, but before I could open my eyes and realize where I had been sleeping, I knew I was far from home: Awake but shut-eyed, I could still hear that music. It got into my dream. It was really happening. And it was the noise of birds we don't have in California.

It's been a long time since I've been far enough away from home that the birds sang a different song. I'd forgotten how strange it is to wake up and know that you're in the wrong place even before you figure out exactly where you are. I hadn't even realized that Los Angeles has birds that sing loud enough to overpower the noise of traffic, but they do. I suppose I missed them, just for a second.

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  1. New Zealand certainly does have some distinctive sounding birds. I love the bellbird. Keep your eye out for the fantail too - they don't sing, but have gorgeous tail feathers.

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    1. I saw pukekos but neither bellbirds nor fantails. I've actually never seen a fantail in all my time there. You'd think I would have by now.

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  2. Before I realized that you were posting from New Zealand, I thought this post (combined with your break from posting) meant you were dead. I don't know why.

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    1. Well, I'd like to think I'd be an eloquent ghost. And no, not dead -- though away for a funeral.

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