Today was a peaceful day of lovely encounters. I'm happy to have bonded with a new friend over coffee at the Growling Rabbit and to have followed that pleasant hour with a convocation of the birds on Loyola Beach. This as-yet-unnamed young cockatoo took a walk up my arm and squawked a sweet nothing in my ear. His person, who had just gotten him yesterday, told me it was the first attempt the bird had made to speak. I felt honored! It was quite a scene when Sharon and Lunch, her Quaker parakeet, pulled up on their bicycle, followed soon thereafter by a family with young children, each of whom took a turn letting the cockatoo stand on their arm.