A beautiful piece - it's really is a love note to the town of Brinkley and a hymn to the bird that the residents hope will save them.

I've often thought that reverence for the land (that God or chance created) is a place where red staters and blue staters might find common ground - this piece subtly but certainly encourages that idea.

Perfect as a Saturday or Sunday morning drop in when someone might have an extra minute or two to sit and contemplate.