The Christmas tree is up! (courtesy of the wonderful Adam and Kim's trees, who set up their stock in Eldorado every year - and, I saw, were sold out by this evening. And they did no-contact delivery this year, too, for which much gratitude). If the tree is 95% decorated in more or less tasteful, if predictable, blue and silver lights and baubles, the black peacock and the goldfinch seem to belong to some other sub-gothic decor scheme, but it wouldn't be Christmas to me without birds. I seem to have mislaid a handful over the years (and I can't even blame kitties). Back when I was very small, my parents used to move the three glass birds that we had - and that I think my father still place on the (now artificial) tree every year - around every night: I truly believed that they magically flew about on their own.
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