Perfection

Such an afternoon; no need for hats or scarves, and so sunny we were tempted to bask like lizards. Averting our eyes from the political events currently swirling about, since they're hard to keep track of and almost impossible to suss out for fraudulence and hype. We'd rather take census of birds, like the crow making an uncharacteristic sweet sound as it perched on top of a street light, or the flickers cuckooing to one another. We watched a couple of hummingbirds duel at the top of a maple tree, then go after a chickadee which was nearby. At least these animals work from clear need and instincts.