One morning while walking along a path, I saw a bird. It was on the ground, and was colorful like a pheasant but didn’t walk like one (that strutting, chicken like walk).
When it flew off, it gave an explosion of color, a hoopoe!!! I’d never seen one before and had no idea what a sighting it was. They’re not that common in Europe, and are so spectacular. What a lucky day!
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 
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