April foolishness

I've been waiting to receive something appropriate to share for April Fool's Day from one of my email buddies, but they haven't come through yet. Last year Michelle sent me these crafty photos of ways to torture your coworkers while they're away on vacation. Yes, it's an old post, but worth a laugh today at least.

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Speaking of foolishness, I bought this carton of Easter-colored birdseed eggs and hung them outside today just before it started to rain. I'm sure the house sparrows will appreciate all the millet while it stains my sidewalks. Of course I had to buy them (not!) because the sign above read, "Easter's not just for the bunnies - think about the birdies, too!" - well, so I did and didn't think about it until after I saw what I had paid for them. I'm a sucker for cute and useless bird stuff.

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I got pulled over by a policeman for the first time in fifteen years today. I was making my usual frantic last-minute dash to arrive at the bird observatory on time. No I wasn't speeding! But my car was throwing sparks because the cover of my catalytic converter decided today that it was tired of hanging on after months and months of rumbling and plunged itself to the pavement and dragged along in plain view of the policeman. I was just picking up the phone to curse at my husband because he's put off fixing it for months when the cop turned on his lights to pull me over. I thought for sure he'd give me a ticket for being on the phone while driving. He actually asked me if I realized I was dragging something. Hello? You don't think I could hear it? He was very sweet though, and assured me that my car probably wouldn't catch on fire so long as I was careful. He even got down on the pavement to have a look. When did they give badges and guns to fifteen-year-olds? Goodness, I feel old.

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So, the day at the bird observatory was very quiet because the weather was cold and damp today. But I finally have a co-conspirator (fellow volunteer) to keep company with after years of volunteering alone on Sunday afternoons. Hi Pat! The two of us were like caged lions waiting to be set loose to see the Osprey flying by outside the windows as they go about their courting and housekeeping in their bayside nests. We closed up shop a little early today and took a short walk together to visit one of the ponds on Sandy Hook where black-crowned night herons like to hang out. We only saw one way across the pond, but like a true shutterbug, Pat was snapping away with her camera. I hope we'll find an excuse next month to do that again as I'm sure the Hook will be much more birdy come the first week of May.