The windows were still open. Soon I would have to close them against the day’s heat. I walked to the back and heard a strange ‘thunk, thunk’. There it was again. ‘Thunk, thunk.’
Peering around the back yard I finally spotted a roadrunner dipping its beak into the water in my sundial with a thunk. Happy to be the one to provide a drink at ground level, I realized for the first time that my sundial had a double purpose.
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