Forget the vernal equinox, spring officially starts when a bird hits my window repeatedly at 8:30 a.m.
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The occasional musings of Andy Scheffler
The occasional musings of Andy Scheffler
Forget the vernal equinox, spring officially starts when a bird hits my window repeatedly at 8:30 a.m.
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it’s not spring for me until my allergies get bad enough that i sneeze so loudly an entire train car blesses me.
That bird is back AGAIN?
Try putting a picture of a cat in the window. Maybe it’ll be scared off…. Or maybe it’ll try to peck the cat-photo’s eyes out.