OK, winter tits are birds. Pretty, tweeting, upside-down hanging, suet eating flocks of forty birds... Yesterday I got my April calandar from Melissa (in CA) where she notes she has been planting with Nola. Not so, here. Here, (whine) its spring- and here on my street this morning it was snowing. Is this global warming or just Mother Nature's way of turning me into even more of a freak? Oh yeah, I turned 43 on Wednesday- so I was a freak all ready.
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