Like Birds

I stopped by the Viewpoint this evening. There was a circle of five or six young people, probably in their late teens or twenties, sitting in a circle to one side of the laurel tree. They were talking up a storm, but once I walked into the center of the park, they suddenly grew silent. I didn't go any closer to them. It's like birds--you don't go too near, or they might take off in a hurry.