Parakeets in Parc Leopold

I worked today.  Both of The Parents have excessive amounts of work on at the moment; and I need the money, so it's fine.  Oddly enough, one of the best days I've had with the kids.  H and I finally seem to be bonding and there was an extremely giggly game with a coat.

Waiting for the bus back directly opposite Parc Leopold, I watched volley after volley of excitable parakeets swooping low and then parking all in the same tree like they were having a party.  The noise was incredible.  And it was oddly comforting because the last time I saw such a thing was in Regent's Park, back in the old country.  It's not homesickness, exactly.  I'm just mawking a bit. 

People are not replaceable.  They really are not.  And the familiar sight of bright green birds flocking lifts that empty bit of my heart a little.