A female cardinal landed on our balcony today and wanted very much to get in. There are birds you just fall in love with and the female cardinal is one, partly because as a child I watched one hatch her eggs in a nest visible from our porch (the cat unfortunately ate all her babies), partly because they are just so beautiful, so subtle and elegant in their plumage and then, pop!, that orange bill.
When I went to take the dog out tonight, the elevator door opened and three teenage boys were huddled around something I imagined must be a joint until they moved apart to make room for Hector and me and I saw it was a book. They were hulking in that teenage boy way and they smelled of beer.
“No, listen, Crime and Punishment was published in 1866. There was so much going on then with him…”
“Just back from Siberia…”
They all shook their heads in grave agreement and held the door for me as I exited. I love boys.