Birds

Funeral of an old (very old) friend, John, today. Small turnout and a religious service though John had no church connections. The minister did not know the family, nor had met any before the service, though he had spoken on the phone. But he was excellent and provided a picture of the man that was interesting and positive. But funerals are never good: too much a reminder of one's mortality.

The birds are uplifting. At the top they are Malaysian, part of a fabric picture brought home by our daughter. It has pride of place in our dining area. The other one is more local, but a lot of fun. The birds both outside the house at the bird feeders, and those in the house, as illustrated here, are an essential part of our live. We could not live without our birds.