Eventually a Mocking Bird appears to take on the challenge.
The eyasses watch the Mocking Bird attack Octavia.
I wonder if she not only watches the Mocking Bird himself but also notes his shadow.
Then nothing. The Mocking Bird for whatever reason has fled. She waits...and waits...and waits.
The eyasses loose interest. And the next time I look Octavia is gone from her perch. What happened? Stella points.
Accidental human intervention.
Large does a little flapping.
The light goes completely rosy and it's time to walk our way out of Central Park. Tomorrow is another day with the promise of more unexpected surprises.
Happy Hawking
Donegal Browne
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