"Yes, I know I forgot it was our anniversary darling but now I've brought you this beautiful piece of stick which is exactly what you said you wanted and I went all the way to the
garage mountains for it and I'm sorry and it won't happen again. Now can I come in?"
The noise from these monk parakeets (a breeding colony probably started from escaped pets) nesting in the palms along the beach was incredible. In flight they looked like tiny hawks but turned back into clowns as soon as they landed.