Cardinal

I went for a walk in the fog along the eastern prom pathway. This little cardinal followed me the whole way back, then perched himself up on the street lamp and sung his distinct bird song. I heard a stranger whistle the bird call, imitating him, as he walked up the hill toward his car. Maybe he was singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARTER, who is 15 today! She's away at camp in Vermont. Maybe a cardinal followed her up the path to breakfast in the fog, too, singing at her.