“I Heard the Owl Call My Name…”

…although it was the woodpecker. A sure sign of spring!!!!

Every year that little guy shows up and rat-a-tat-tats on the metal surrounding the chimney. I’ve become accustomed to it and rather like it as a harbinger of the changing seasons. All of this being said as I stare at the garden hose and dread dragging it around again.

Time to get the servants working for us – dishwasher, washing machine, sprinklers. (All of the water modes at once.) Oh, Margaret Craven is the author. I had to actually research it after I used her title. And I did read the book back in my children’s grade school years of required reading.

Monday musings…

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