PROJECT 52
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Dni sa predlžujú, ostávame vonku niekedy takmer do západu slnka, na ulici rátame psy, na trávniku pred domom vrabce a so zatajeným dychom pozorujeme jednookého drozda. Z pravej strany sa k nemu dá prísť celkom blízko, lebo práve to oko mu chýba. Minulý rok tam mal ranu, asi suvenír od nejakej mačky, teraz už len malú jamku obrastenú lesklým čiernym perím. Keď nás konečne zbadá, ešte chvíľu zvedavo pozerá, nie je príliš plachý. Až potom, keď dieťa nadšene vykríkne, odletí kúsok a sadne na plot.
Days are getting longer and longer, we stay outside almost till the sunset sometimes, counting all the dogs on the street and all the sparrows on the lawn in front of our house and watching the one-eyed blackbird without breathing. It's possible to come really close to him from the right side, cause just this eye is missing. Last year he had quite a bad crack instead of the eye (probably a souvenir from some cat), now there is just a little hole covered with bright black feathers. When he notices us finally, he stays watching us curiously for a while. He's not very sheepish at all. Just after the baby screams out with enthusiasm, he flies a bit and sits down on the fence.
N. discovered the hidden kitsch behind the erica seedbed and it became the famous outdoor toy in a second.
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