Notice how virtually the entire flock is on the same wing beat - there are just three individuals on the extreme right that are a little off. The sound is amazing, a hundred pairs of wings, all beating in unison.
A Bishop Berkeley Bird quote:
"Can there be a pleasanter time of the day, or a more delightful season of the year? That purple sky, those wild but sweet notes of birds, the fragrant bloom upon the trees and flowers, the gentle influence of the rising sun, these and a thousand nameless beauties of nature inspire the soul with secret transports; its faculties too being at this time fresh and lively, are fit for those meditations, which the solitude of a garden and tranquillity of the morning naturally dispose us to."
This from his Three Dialogues Between Hylas And Philonous. But, as Sydney Smith famously remarked,
"Bishop Berkeley destroyed this world in one volume octavo; and nothing remained, after his time, but mind; which experienced a similar fate from the hand of Mr. Hume in 1737."
There is still, undeniably, the sound of the birds.
No comments:
Post a Comment