Thursday, April 24, 2008


This evening was so clear, so nice, that we ate dinner on the deck. After dinner, a goldfinch flew into the screen door and got himself a little bit dazed. He fluttered on the deck helplessly, so I gently picked him up. He was incredibly tame, and he sat on my shoulder for ten minutes before finally regaining his wits and flying away.

It was a nice visit from one of my favorite birds! I felt like St. Francis of Assisi. But then Becky started singing the James Bond theme to Goldfinger... which had me cracking up.

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