It's over 30 degrees Celsius in the shade and it's just past noon, so I'm giving myself the gift of a day off -- no yard work, no gardening, no cleaning. A day in the yard to read, write, and watch the birds (who start singing at precisely 04:25. I know this for a fact.)
I've distributed peanuts across the lawn and am awaiting the arrival of Elvis, Marcus, and Adam. They're my crows. I love crows. Elvis is the most recognizable of the bunch -- feathers always poofed up on his his head in a nice pompadour. And those hips! That bird has swagger. Marcus is the biggest of the lot, and just unkempt enough to make him cool. And then there's Adam. Skinny little Adam. He really doesn't stand a chance up against the big boys. I'll be watching to see who can beat the record for getting the most full sized peanuts in the shell in their beak at one time. Elvis and Marcus currently share the record with three. The odds makers are split on this one -- Marcus has the size, but Elvis has the brains.
Later today I plan on conducting an experiment on the effects of sun and beer on the sleep deprived. When I recover consciousness I'll report on my findings.
On another note...I understand how you can grow a seedless watermelon. What I don't get is how you can grow another one.
But where did the seed come from to grow the FIRST seedless watermelon?????
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