March Madness on the giant screen was interrupted today by a family of wild turkeys inspecting my garden. I went outside and said, "Hey, what's going on?" The lead turkey, a big fat bastard, lifted his wings and commented, "Weegle weep." And they walked next door, not quite in a huff. Before I could feel diappointment, however, Chayo discovered that mourning doves had filled our bushes with little perfect eggs in little perfect nests. I told my pal Michael Poage that it felt like God was smiling. Since he's a pastor, he forgives me these occasional fits of epiphany. In front, daring the sky to snow--yellow crocus.

# posted by Luis @ 5:04 PM