LIZSAYS: Here we are in Amsterdam, my preferred place to write about Paris and I am anxious to get on with it. Dick, burnt out from writing for a living for 20 odd years, can’t quite connect with my newish found urge to work on the blog. Not that he doesn’t sympathize, but he just doesn’t have the feeling that I have. The ‘I have to do this and now feeling’ that I think is art. But, he is a mega-supportive sweetheart, who, when I make a request, tries his best to fill it.
“Today, I don’t care what you do, but I need a place to sit and write, and now would be good,” I bluntly demanded, as is my way. Any other person would think I was a bitch, but Dick knows me and he knows I mean no harm, I just need to get to work, now, before I lose ‘it’.
So, he says, let’s go to the zoo, the bird exhibit is supposed to be good.
Although it just so happens that the tram stop is famous for being the deportation spot for Jews during World War II, Dick swallows his sympathetic pain and walks on, without letting me know until after I have dispensed of my current muse.
We enter the zoo and head straight for the bird exhibit. Oh my! Rooms of habitat with birds flying free, beautiful, colorful, courting, feeding, socializing birds. My camera could not move fast enough. My mind raced with the colors of the swift moving avians.
After 3 rooms, we met monkeys, also free to play around in the rooms.
But, the best, precious moment was when he led me to a bench outside, facing the rose pelicans lagoon, filled with warring herons and blackish, brown cormorants and whatever else felt like fighting for a free meal and some space. It was heaven on earth. The birds would occasionally eye me, but they just went about their business, while I occasionally took a photo and tapped away on my Ipad.
Oh, I do love Dick, he is the best. He knows me and just what I want. He went about looking at the lemurs and other animals, leaving me to write, amongst the courting rose pelicans and warring herons.
The first photo is of a heron that escorted us out of the zoo.
How sweet is that?
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