10 September 2009

Excellent birds

The finches have remained frequent visitors, and despite its general rattiness, I haven't been able to bring myself to dispense with the basil quite yet.

There have been as many as half dozen birds in the plant at any one time. This afternoon, there were three.

Excellent birds make excellent cat TV, and eventually, Milton could not restrain himself any further and he threw himself at the window, sending the finches into flight.

Milton spends a lot of time in this window, if you hadn't guessed, though for the last several days, he's prowled the dining room window and the son's window as well. He is looking for Max, our sweet feline buddy, who died on Saturday. Max had been ailing since early summer, and we knew he didn't have much time left. Of late, he'd come to visit in the evening, and Friday night, Max and I sat together on the front steps and watched the sun set while I scratched his head and crooned to him, Milton providing an uproarious counterpoint of commentary from the son's bedroom window.

Where Milton once ran from window to window, yodeling to let me know that Max was in the garden, now he sits silent, looking alertly for the sleek grey form that once came to sprawl on our walk, until the birds and butterflies divert him for a time.

I find them a good diversion, too.

Go listen to some good music: "This Is the Picture (Excellent Birds)" from the album So by Peter Gabriel.

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