Saturday, March 04, 2006
Does Anybody Else Ever Confuse The Ides of March with Blood, Sweat, and Tears? I Know I Surely Do.
In March the mad scientist
Brings a new change
In ever-dancing colors.
Now that February is behind us, I am sure that most of you are looking forward to Spring. I know I am. We still have the potential for some heavy winter weather, but the worst, we suspect, is behind us, once March rolls around. And here it is.
Warm weather and wild thunderstorms can't be too far away.
Monkey is in Atlanta, GA, this weekend, visiting her buddies from internship last year. It sounds like she's having fun. Aunt James and I hit Booche's for happy hour (which turned into happy hours), but I was home and asleep in front of the TV by 9pm. A solo, last-minute trip to Eagle Bluffs this morning was excellent. I spotted thousands of snow geese (along with two other species of geese), at least eleven different duck species, some trumpeter swans, a bald eagle, and the first tree swallow of the year (see, spring is right around the corner). A bit of frozen precipatation fell around 11 am, but it was hardly noticable. I tried to take a walk on some of the trails at the Conservation area, but there were too many geese around and I didn't want to disturb them. All in all, my best outing of the year, so far.
Now, it's errand time. I have a buttload of stuff to read, and I should probably go grocery shopping (but I could do this tomorrow). I need to go to the library, too. Does anybody know when it closes on Saturday?
Well, with so much to do, I should probably go do it. Jersey Girl: send more cookies (and chips)! Many here in Central Standard keep asking who that striking babe with the STRAIGHT hair was that Monkey and I were with at the festival last weekend. My response: "Who?"