Romance in the air

This evening, as I sat on the decking wondering what to have for dinner, which basically means what would be a good accompaniment to my latest bottle of Montepulciano d'Abruzzo, I saw FOR THE FIRST TIME a bird at the sunflower seed feeder!
After three weeks, a bold House Finch has finally found this food source. He disappeared after about a minute, only to come back a few minutes later with a female in tow. Clearly he was offering her the equivalent of a candle-lit dinner.
I am happy. Not only because the feeder has now been used, but also because I might have been the catalyst in a beautiful romance.
Sorry about the tears: you know what a sentimental old scrote I am.