Diary Of A Little Bird Watcher

Cloud is at the living room window, the one on the side of the house where the mock orange and the japonica grow all intertwined. She is utterly rapt, looking up into the labyrinth of bare branches. Very carefully the human comes up behind her, and there he is, a male cardinal, magnificantly scarlet, and there she is, too! The female! All soft and subtle and hard to see until you know she's there... They are very beautiful, and the human says, Thank you, little watcher!