Sunday, June 5, 2011
Where there are peonies, there are ants.
While noodling around outside this a.m., I must have come too near to a nest: a bird swooped so close to my head that I felt vibration from its wings and it made a noise that absolutely sounded like a Bronx cheer. I apologized and moved on!
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