But everybody’s talking so loudly we can’t hear what anyone is saying. I feel overwhelmed, sometimes, when I think about everyone trying so hard, working so hard to say something to people, or show people something they think is worth seeing. I’ve been feeling a little discouraged lately. Maybe he’s sharing his beauty with the world. Maybe, like me, he just likes the feeling of stretching out his wings. ![]() I didn’t see any other mockingbirds around, though. And, apparently, this series of gestures is a display to attract a mate. Did you know that they’re very social, and they’ll play with birds of a different species? They play with their young. I’m so enamored of this mockingbird and his beautiful gestures! I read a bit about mockingbirds. When I tried to film him, he flew to a wire, pumped his tail a few times and left. I followed him for a while, watching him show off his lovely white wing patches. It was one of the prettiest things I’ve ever seen. He flew from place to place – fence post to ground to rooftop – performing the same series of gestures, turning in a different direction each time. Then he turned and faced a new direction and did the same thing. He raised his wings, half open, in a precise and snappy fashion, and then he opened them further and held them in a sort of arc away from his body, then opened them fully and held them stretched, then closed them. This particular mockingbird landed not far from us. Mockingbirds are beautiful, clever-looking, sweet, flashy birds, with white-patched-wings and long tails. We were at the shore the other day, and I spied a mockingbird. And then it dawned on me that they were sharing a smoke of some sort of other. They seemed very happy, and it struck me as odd and beautiful. Touched hands and then lips, touched hands and then lips. They were floating next to each other, and I watched curiously as they touched each others hands, and then their own lips. A couple floated by, each in their own giant tube. The other day I took Malcolm down to the river to swim. And sometimes, of course, we misread people’s movements. I try to pay attention to gestures, but it’s difficult because there’s so much noise. I like gestures unwittingly made – graceful movements of the hand or head that say things we don’t even know we’re saying. I like carefully planned and highly stylized gestures – the kind you see in old movies or certain ceremonies. I love that we can convey meaning without words. Lightly oil and flip repeating process until cooked.I love gestures. Turn once 90 degrees and cook until grill marked and toasted. Lightly brush with oil, allow to prove a little then grill oil side down on moderate open grill. Split into 4 balls and roll out into ovals on lightly floured bench. Cover in bowl and leave in a warm place until doubled in size. Knead for about 5 minutes or until soft and smooth. ![]() Add yeast liquid, oil and yoghurt to dry ingredients in an bowl and mix until combined. Mix yeast, sugar and water together and leave 5 minutes or until frothy. To serve place curry on plate beside grilled naan and top with yoghurt and coriander leaf. Reduce to simmer cooking until sauce coats eggplant. On a moderate grill cook eggplant until golden both sides and add to karahi. Add coconut milk to stop spices cooking and bring to boil with chickpeas. Add remaining spices, tomato paste, cherry tomatoes and curry leaves and lightly cook being careful not to burn spices. Add ginger, garlic, pepper, mustard seeds and fenugreek cooking until ginger and garlic begins to colour. Heat remaining oil in a karahi or wok and caramelize onion. Rinse, pat dry and lightly brush with a little oil. Lightly salt eggplant wedges and leave for 1/2 an hour.
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