I guess spring is trying hard to have sprung (we won't talk about the snow in the 5 day forecast) and apparently, wildlife makes me blog.
There is no picture for this post... it is one of those things you hear and you know.
There is a suburban male mowing his lawn, right now! And surely this is not just any ordinary suburban male, this one is a plain over-achiever, desirous of the ego satiating most-meticulously-maintained-yard-on-the-block award. You can just smell the Alpha scent.
Hey, Mister! You better get crackin'! You don't want anyone talkin' 'bout ya over the hedges...