Bernlaw

D is my wife's brother's wife's sister's husband. Got that? My bernlaw's bernlaw. That makes us sorta bernlaws, too.

Sorta.

My wife and I were walking around a local pond today when I saw a birder eight or ten metres off the trail, back to us, staring at a tree. I stopped and asked what he was looking at and, when he turned around, I saw it was D.

So we chatted a while about our family/families, our cameras, the bird he was looking for, etc.

The bird was a lark sparrow. Someone else had seen it earlier. But D had been there ten minutes and hadn't seen it yet. We didn't see it. And I don't know if the bird showed up for him after we left.