Kickass, the doorstop dog, says his keeper was enjoying a glass of wine on the deck last evening when a cardinal perched on the very top of the deck tree and rendered an exquisite version of “My Funny Valentine,” a song that always renders the keeper more or less incapacitated for an hour or so.
So maybe the cardinal garbled a few notes. Maybe the wine played tricks on hearing. It doesn’t matter. There was a moment, a memory, magnificence in just being there.