here early tonight. There be a wonderful display as they dine on insects just over the wood outside my balcony. Living here in a town ed. Mostly all you can hear is traffic outside and airconditioners, but interspered there are the songs of birds. Some are my finches, 15 of them specifiy, all the others are free outside the cage living right outside there. Kingbirds on the wires, cedar waxwing, occasional blue, cardinal. Ah, the grackel and mockingbirds and doves just ed in. When marriage and ltrs are so important and rightfully occupy a central place in life, i am here to tell you that the birds can take the place of someone you if and when they are gone. That is if that person is not quickly replaced, which happens more often than not. There are human songs like: hurts .and, the first cut is the deepest but, you know, for me the first is the right. Our fine are now in their middle twenties, about the age i found that my dearest found our back door and left while i had the chillens at the. Apparently she had developed an alternate scenario in her heart that needed me to kinda disappear. Ah, the late eighties. Can i tell you, it cost less than $ to get divorced back then and there was no support etc in our case. I just got custody, she was gone on some dates. She visited often enough. My point is, tonight, as I strum my guitar neath the wind chimes and listen to the air conditioners down below, I be thinking of her and all the specific bird types i recognize these days. Time is such a divine luxury. Last night at dusk I counted eleven nightjars. Keep your, accept a good life, know birds.