Night Birds
Behind the Scottsdale Community College Performing Arts Center there are five or six towering mulberry trees, old ones. When I leave campus at dusk, there is an absolute riot of birds hanging out in all of these huge trees. Their chattering echoes back and forth between to brick buildings. It’s like the last great gossip session before bedtime. I can’t decide whether they remind me of a gang of “news channel” pundits run amok, or of the slumber parties attended by girls in their confusing and hyper-emotional teen years. Some days I think one way, some days another. And some days, my brain goes to “The Birds,” and I hurry to my car and drive quietly away before they notice me nearby.
November 5th, 2009 at 11:41 pm
cool. there’s a tree near the train station in my suburb that’s like this – the white cockatoos meetup there. my camera doesn’t pick them up much in the dark but I’ve got some audio recorded somewhere too. and strangely enough there’s a couple of trees in the middle of north sydney cbd where this happens too – different birds though. it’s like they’re drunk from eating/drinking nectar or fruit and meet there to socialize. the bird’s “local pub”
November 6th, 2009 at 2:01 am
I’d love to hear the audio. You can always make it the soundtrack for something! Yes – that’s exactly what it sounds like. Drunken birds excitedly socializing at the pub. Perfect image!