Bohemian

I decide to loop around and come up over the crest, since I have the urge to see the lake from above and then make my way down the hill towards it; I’m craving a change of view. Near the top I walk under a tree and hear a distinctive singing; above me a dozen pairs of Bohemian Waxwings—a dozen pairs!—are collected in the highest branches. The undersides of their tails are unmistakable against the blue sky. When I get back I look up ‘bohemian’ in my thesaurus, and I’m told it means artist, beatnik, nonconformist, free spirit, gypsy, iconoclast, writer.