ALLELUIA! HE IS RISEN!
NUMBER 2 FAKE SPRING As the monsoon season commences, flowers are even more a'blooming. Squirrels are frolicking, though they do it all winter-no doubt to keep warm. I believe the current dancing has more to do with dating and mating. I fear for our fragile buds and young grass as things get more frantic. Now begins the robin wars. They love to start nests in inappropriate locales when there are perfectly good trees all around. I sit in the window when online, so I was idly noticing a VERY fat robin dragging long pieces of straw, dead foliage, confetti across the front lawn and over the sidewalk. Then it dawned-nest building!! I perused the front yard. Every year other birds comically try to construct over the porch lights that are not flat enough or large enough to hold a hummingbird's domicile. Then I spotted it. A massive tundra-like garden appearing over the garage floodlights. Large enough for a bird condo, but uh-huh buddy-not happening. After recon (robins are extremely aggressive) I grabbed my trusty broom and delivered mayhem and destruction on the budding building project. I did not stick around for the retaliation sure to come. Two days later, a fully formed baby ready nest appeared. Noting no occupancy, I knocked the sucker down which, though reinforced with mud and blood and beer it was a little harder this time. This was apparently constructed through rainstorms, so the engineering was amazing.
Another favorite spot is the back floodlight at least 20 feet in the air, so not broom accessible. That has led to past tragedies when the entire nest came down, and little naked birdies came down with it. We had one such tragedy at the lake house where Mrs. R builds above a drainpipe protected from rain and sun. It also offers a nice vantage point from the house, so we have allowed that one a pass. However, one of her fledglings made an unexpected drop to the grass below. As my then five-year old grandson was heartbroken, he talked his dad into gingerly returning it to the nest. We are not sure it survived but the immediate effect allowed a tender heart to be placated.
CRUELTY ABOUNDS Big week for marmie-no strategy war almost resulted in the capture and torture of a pilot and top generals were dismissed in the middle of the conflict (possibly for not agreeing to insane orders that will kill thousands of soldiers). Though I think we would rather they got together and declared a mutiny against, not the country, but the unqualified civilians giving the orders. The gold human toilet also declared Medicare, Medicaid and childcare should not be funded so we can use all our money to fight more wars. He also had time to shut down the majority of our parks system and cut budgets for FEMA, Housing and Education. States should immediately stop any payments to the federal government. And oh yes, he bitches that he golfs too much (er, that he's too busy fighting wars) to focus on his ballroom. The courts have put a stop to that, and he has declared he will just ignore that order so technically we have reached that constitutional crisis we've been hearing so much about. And the maggots wonder why we protest "No Kings"? They sure are making this a great country-so much winning.
COLOR ME... No egg coloring with the grandson this year- too old for childish things I suppose. He asked when I stopped coloring eggs. I had to admit, "I haven't yet". So true to my word, I colored all dozen eggs by myself this year for his basket. Oh yes, must have the basket. Whether or not he admits it, he will be looking for it-not to mention the older ones. I will miss the mad egg hunting where we devised truly diabolical hiding places as he got older. As it's a balmy 35 degrees this Easter, probably good year to skip it.
Full Stop. Company has arrived. Peace out/Stay strong/Love thy neighbor/Eat more cake 💚 💙💛
