I saw what must be the first robin of spring yesterday. Or a bird that was simply too stupid to fly south for the winter. It was perched on a branch outside the kitchen window, puffed up like a little gray and orange ball. The robin says it is spring, but the snow on the ground says it isn't.
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I get to bust out the golf clubs for the first time this Thurs. Gonna be 75 degrees down here!
Eric
Don't rub it in, Eric. I also saw a robin this weekend. It was the fattest bird I think I've ever seen. There's no way that bird flew south for the winter and then came back again.
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