Consider the birds

Our backyard was a bird sanctuary on Sunday afternoon.

Our city is a commuter stop for rose-breasted grosbeaks. Our yard was hosting a few. Our goldfinch regulars have just turn gold for the summer and were enjoying the brightness. The sapsucker was working its way down the oak tree. The sparrows were trying to make up in motion what they lacked in color.



It was a perfect show. And Nancy wasn’t home. She was working her own show, helping at the Spring concert of a couple hundred members of the...