I really am. And I started early. I was in primary school when I learned a poem about a starving, freezing sparrow in winter. When I was called upon to recite a poem for Santa Clause, I chose this one:
Children, I am the sparrow. Children, I am shattered. ...
It brought the house down. My family has never allowed me to forget this occasion.
This is me quite a few years later. I was dressed as half a cardinal, half a rabbi and I officiated at a catholic-jewish hash wedding.
Monday Portrait
I found this bird in the German city of Ulm. Sparrows are the mascots of the city and are in evidence all over town but this one – El Comandante gorrión – perfect with the Cuban cigar in his beak “takes the bird” (the English expression “to take the cake” translates as “to shoot down the bird” in German which I found quite appropriate in the circumstance). I should add that all the other sparrows carry sticks to build a nest rather than cigars.
https://ceenphotography.com/2016/06/26/cees-odd-ball-photo-challenge-2016-week-26/
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