Monday, December 14, 2009
The Chirping Hedge
Every day on my way to campus I pass a privet hedge, Ligustrum vulgare. I cut through an old neighborhood, our old neighborhood when we lived on Storm Street, to get to the west side of campus where I have studio in the Armory, and other classes in the College of Design (COD).
Whether I am on my bike (not so much these days) or on foot, I pass this large row of shrubbery that is a chirping hedge. You cannot see any birds unless you stop and peer into the criss-cross of sticks, but then the hedge becomes very quiet. The sparrows begin to flutter and get busy moving to safety. When I walk on my way, I hear them settle and become the chirping hedge once again.