Whether entering a restaurant, or checking into an RV
park, I’m asked the same question: “How
many?”
And when I reply “One”, I’m always asked the same next
question:
“Just one?”
And so I’ve developed a bad habit. I find myself entering a favorite restaurant and
answering the “How many?” question with this answer:
“Just one.”
And on my latest visit to a Texas State Park, I again
answered:
“Just one.”
So I’ve thought about it and I don’t like my bad habit,
liking it even less than their question of “Just one?”
So I’m back to answering the “How many?” question with
a confident “One.” And when they
immediately reply with the “Just one?” follow-on question, I smile and look
them in the eye and say:
“One.”
This subtle prejudice toward singles is not
unique. In the birding world I’ve
occasionally birded with other birders, better birders, and I often hear, when
we sight a group of ground sparrows: “It’s just a Savannah.”
And so this ONE pays tribute today to the lovely and
unique Savannah Sparrow. It’s not just a
Savannah. It’s a Savannah! (at Armand Bayou Nature Center)
This lovely Savannah inspired this ONE to spend a little time with my artistic side:
Of course, I’m not so great with sparrows so it could JUST
be something else…
Texas in the winter is certainly Savannah land. I am always pleased when I get a glimpse of those yellow lores.
ReplyDeleteI was going to comment on the yellow lords, but Judy beat me to it! I agree with you about the One statements. We "Ones" are a special group!
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