Our boss took us for lunch today in a lovely spot, a restaurant nestled practically into the side of one of Marin’s rolling hills. Ever since we had a staff retreat a couple of months ago, there has been a growing sense of cohesion among us. It’s like alchemy of sorts, the way a little more knowledge about each other’s jobs and personalities ferments the kind of tenderness that turns out to be the strength that binds us into a team. And no, I didn’t have anything to drink, except water and coffee, so there is no way to blame the purple prose on alcohol….
Meanwhile, back at home on my deck, the lesser goldfinches were having a greater feast themselves. I filled a brand new sock for them, to the brim, with nyjer seed. Just now, at the last count, I think I spotted close to ten or twelve of them lining up, diving down, and taking their turn on the sock, while the sparrows waited for the droppings below.
