“What were they doing in those houses?’ My thinking is so limited and narrow. I think of birdhouses in terms of nesting, but there they were in the dark of December. Those birds need a cozy cottage by the sea, just as I do. Come to think of it, don’t people come to the ocean only in the summer for swimming and sailing? But here I am in the dark of December, cozy in my little nest, just like the birds.