The two undeniable signs of spring have appeared.
1. I have the urge to garden.
2. The mockingbirds are looking for love.
I listened to one running through his play list while cooking up cheesy chile chicken corn chowder (double YUMM-O!). I counted fifteen different bird songs before I got lost and couldn't tell if he was repeating himself yet. Mockingbirds are interesting. At the apartment complex I lived in before I bought this house, there was one that had a telephone ring in his repertoire.
Thor sez: Oh, if I had a mockingbird, I'd grab him like this and...gnaw gnaw gnaw.