Moment

More and more work, my speaking up achieved very little, frustration, some venting -
and home to my man who took care of dinner, and to the backyard to take care of my feathered friends. Six starling children (one of them trying out a robin for mum earlier), titmouse wanted to play again, nuthatch, mourning dove, grackle, chipper sparrow, house sparrow - and finally after much whistling on my side the Blue Jay.
The evening sun was shining so lovely on the trees, and so lovingly on his feathers. He sat and looked at me. I sat and looked at him.