Saturday, May 10, 2008

This morning

This morning I told Toad to "get thee to a nunnery."
Ross said it should be, "get thee to a bunnery."

I love tulips. I love this time of year. Every plant explodes from the ground, all that pent up energy. All that energy sucked from the sun and transformed. Ah the greenery. I've never considered myself a birder - in fact, I've considered birders to be a unique and slightly pitiable sort of geek... rather judgemental, considering what sort of unique and slightly pitiable sort of geek I am myself. But my environment has given me a greater appreciation for birds. So much birdlife in the marsh. In the spring I've learned to identify birdcalls. The woodpeckers have a distinctive "chirrup chirrrup". I've seen at least three kinds. This morning it was a smallish woodpecker with bright red head. Loads of cardinals, then red wing blackbirds, then robins. I swear I saw some orioles last week.

I am so torn by the desire to "get medieval" on the lawn's ass, and the desire to be environmentally sensitive. I want to blast the creeping charlie. I want to prevent the crabgrass. I don't want to put chemicals in the groundwater.

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