My friend the Bulbul stops by my backyard flying from the Buah Cherry tree next door and another tree a few doors away. If suspicion had a form it would have been that of a bird and a Bulbul I am sure. It could not see me clearly everytime it visits for I am probably outside its range of vision or if I am within it, then I credit myself for being able to keep so still that it could not detect me at all.
"Here's looking at you babe."
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