Ocean's Breath Plateau Duet for theremin and lap steel.

Whatever he found, it only captured his attention for a moment. Towhee never even saw what it was, as the little tour moved onward and upward. The rat dangled from her mouth until she spotted a cache and made a quick deposit.

Not long after that, they reached a rise that gave them a particularly splendid view of the endless horizon. Towhee hastened to Bushtit’s side to read his face when he saw the ocean for the first time. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed “Ditty” doing the same and found she really didn’t mind.

-“It’s… big,”- Bushtit observed astutely, looking from one adult to the other as if he knew they were expecting his comment. He was about to admit it was kind of boring when their guide distracted him with an interesting remark about a pack that never was.

Forgetting to loop in his mother, he queried with boyish curiosity, -“What didn’t work out? How come you came back? ‘Cause of this?”- he guessed, motioning at the ocean views with a slightly skeptical look in his bright eyes.

Towhee tried to keep up with the exchange as much as she could, smiling to herself as she patiently reclined on her haunches.