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It's summer! 77 degrees in the shade. Tree pollen counts off the charts.
Andrea decided it was so hot she had to change into her bathing suit before she could go to piano. Of course, since Lizzy was at the play rehearsal and was not going to piano, Andrea wanted to skip piano altogether and go under the sprinkler. I told her we could consider the sprinkler after piano.
Fortunately it was a little cooler after piano, so Andrea put on a show of thousands of ways to use the slide in the backyard instead of going under the sprinkler. The outside water is still shut off for the winter, so I couldn't have turned the hose on anyway.
While the fashion/gymnastics show on the slide was going on, Jellybean was sitting on the stone wall staring at the bird feeder. A chickadee headed for the bird feeder spun around in midair with wings flapping so fast it was a pale blur as soon as it saw Jellybean. I mean this chickadee had the tightest chickadee turning radius ever observed. It was almost like it flipped itself over. It was long gone up into the trees while Jellybean was still looking at the spot where it had been. That chickadee must have alerted the others because the feeder became quiet. Jellybean sat there with one leg in the air about to lick himself but eying me suspiciously. I don't know if it was modesty or fear that I was a predator. Bertha came over and rubbed herself against my back as I sat on the stone wall. Jellybean finally moved himself to the garage roof to rollover in spring ecstasy. I got the camera out of my car to photograph Jellybean's spring preenings, and was requested to photograph the continuing demonstration of 10,000 ways to descend or ascend a slide.
When we went to pick up Lizzy, rehearsal was over so I don't know firsthand whether the trolls have mastered their song and dance routine yet. I guess I'll find out when I go to the performance next Friday.
Back home to work on the tree proposal. On the drive home the spring peepers were so loud I could hear them with the windows rolled up and the car radio on. Checked the calendar. It is still March.
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