The Call of Birds

One of my friends wrote something just today- that she felt herself to be a New Yorker, which is something that can in my opinion be claimed only by people who were born there (which she was), which was a bit surprising to me, but who knows?  As I myself always thought that I would be a child of the city, in particular New York (the only city in the United States) and perhaps of London, Paris, never of Tokyo, never of the many pretenders to the throne to the title of "City"

Which brings me back again to the Izunuma trip (see previous two posts), where I saw a display of objects related to nature, including the following posters (bird journal of some sort) created by schoolchildren and a display of wild birds.  I was particularly happy to see the work of the kids, because far away from the pollution (of all sorts) that the city has, they will hopefully be able to grow up in an environment that will help them avoid the many unnecessary attractions of the city.

For example, there they could hear (clearly) the sounds of birds.  If they were in the city, they would hear all sorts of noise that destroys the soul.

So, this one's for the countryside from a (former) city boy.