Changes in the Air
(Sun Series #6)
Would I be watching these birds so intently if her sister’s dearest friend hadn’t taken ornithology lab forty years ago? And what about that bright streak of a blackburnian that flitted into the rosy redbuds right before my eyes while walking home from class? And would I have been on the wrong side of that street, but for my walking partner (the professor of Chinese literature) and that inscrutable old husky dog who’d rest in the sun in his front yard just down the way? Sometimes he would even stand up and stretch, half acknowledging my smile.