Day 133.  Today I had lunch by myself so I went to the park and sat at one of the picnic tables.  The park was pretty empty of people, but there were a lot of birds.  I sat there listening to the birds making racket and finding which ones were making which noise.  Then I realized I was being watched as well.  He sat on that branch and kept an eye on me.  He knew every time I moved.  I began to think of him as the park sentinel, keeping an eye on everything under his charge.  He was doing a good job.  When I approached to take his picture, he didn't budge.  He just kept watching me.  I wonder what he thought of my camera lens staring back at him.  He never left his post, he just kept watching.  It doesn't matter where I go, there is always someone watching over me.  "For His eye is on the sparrow, and I know, he watches me."