this morning #1798.
this morning, we awoke to a calm. silence. awoke to find that the finches had finally fled. over the past three days, we’ve had a bunch of debates about whether their arrival is a sign of some kind. we’re split on the topic. you know me. i don’t believe in that stuff. john & irene do. cybil’s changed her mind multiple times. according to john, in the bible, finches are tied to when they crucified christ. he’s developed this whole drawn-out theory about how it applies to these particular finches. i’m not buying what he’s selling though. if i’m being honest, i’m not sure that i even follow his logic. while it was a weird experience, i feel like that’s all that it was. nature’s just amazingly strange like that sometimes. no deeper meaning needed.