This fella/gal sat on the bench with me for quite awhile as I read my book. I actually started talking to him/her. (Am I revealing too much here? UhOh) So, I started taking pics and he/she came closer, then flew away, only to come back later. Almost landing on my shoulder, when others where also sitting on the other end of the bench. Almost in a protective way. I'm am probably reading into this scene, way toooo much, but I can imagine, that's the fun thing about our minds, dreams and imaginations, give us life energy.
