This is to illustrate the good old saying….
This morning there was another outbreak of hostilities…I watched, riveted, as the male birds spiralled up and down in a welter of feathers, beaks and claws..but now, things seem to have been amicably resolved.
The tree branches looked up at the colourful kite, and since it was winter, and the world was white, black and grey, they wanted some colour for themselves…and they caught it and kept it!
I’ve been asked to give a concert for 1.5 hours next Saturday, at Memphis, Tennessee, at the temple as . I’m thrilled, and have accepted; and have sent my photograph, and a short writeup to them, too.