The flowers, trees and other plants in my yard have decided that Spring
is here. They have not consulted with Geraldine the tortoise, who still
dreams on in my pantry. I think they're early and being most rash.
The
chickens are of the same opinion, and are right properly twitterpated,
chasing and cackling and having mad, drama-laden Spring romances. Also
the local sparrows have started making what we call Sparrow Balls--a
chittering, flying, ANGRY clump of feathers comprised of one female and
at least two to four would-be suitors. They have absolutely no regard
for humans and will happily fly up your nose or whack you upside the
head. A Sparrow Ball can be entertaining though, as the female does her
level best to KILL the uppity fellows chasing her.
Jack
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