The clock ticks. Has time passed?

“Clockbirds II – Turquoise-Browed Motmots” has landed in its new home in Washington state. This piece, inspired by a birdwatching trip to Costa Rica, is about the passage of time, which reminds me of Ruth Ozeki’s book “A Tale for the Time Being.”

“For the time being

Words scatter

Are they fallen leaves?”

― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being

“I am a time being. Do you know what a time being is?.... A time being is someone who lives in time, and that means you, and me, and every one of us who is, or was, or ever will be.”

― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being

“Life is fleeting. Don't waste a single moment of your precious life. Wake up now! And now! And now!”

― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being

More musings:

"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like bananas." — Groucho Marx

“As the seconds pass, We look back At what our lives have held.”

— Jenni-Fiere M. Bivens

How the Motmot got its tail:

The name of the mot mot in Maya is toh, and it shows in local legends and traditions that according to one story, the Motmot liked to meet its royal companions and spent the day telling stories and eating insects while other birds worked.

He was such a beautiful creature and so proud of his shiny tail and plumage that it's made h