Courting Cormorants

I was fascinated by these two little black cormorants as they sat in this spot and stared dreamily into each other's eyes for ages, could only be a courting ritual. They have the most beautiful wings and eyes.

J is telling me each day of the steady procession of people coming to the house to tell them how sorry they are to hear about Josh. We've never really had a reason to talk about death before and so this is really a sad way for him to learn about it. He is morbidly fascinated by everyone crying and feels compelled to tell them an anecdote about something Josh did or said in the hope that this will cheer them up.