April 18, 2005 Monday
Well tax time has come and gone and I can get my mind off my donation to Uncle Sam
and start thinking of more pleasant things. I worked in the garden today. It was a late start
but late is better than no start at all. It is not so bad being late since we have been having
unseasonably cool weather every morning and a garden would not have been promoted to
come up and grow so I may not be as far behind as I think that I am. Perhaps If we get a little
rain in the next few days the seed will sprout and come up. Also I sat out some plants, mostly
tomato, pepper and egg plant. We are well blessed with having lots of room for a garden
and plenty of good rich soil.
Yesterday was Ellen's birthday and we had a very buisy day. We went to church services at
Daleville and then went to El Palacio, mexican style resturant for lunch. Ellen's oldest son
invited us for supper at their house which is about two miles away. I am attending a class on
Sunday evenings called "Fourty Days of Purpose" so I was late getting back for supper. It seems
that things tend to happen at the same time. If there is ever two or three things that I
really want to be present for then they will occur at the same time. Well that is how things
go "Murphy's Law of Conflicting Events."
I did see an interesting thing occur yesterday. We have lots of buzzards here in Coffee Springs.
In fact I think that the buzzard is the official bird of Coffee Springs. I know I have heard someone
refer to them as Coffee Spring eagles. Anyway, there was a dead armadillo in the very back of
the back yard and some buzzards started coming and lighting in the tree next to him. One particular
one was on a low branch. Then out of the blue a mockingbird swooped down at the buzzard's
head. The buzzard ducked and acted annoyed but the mockingbird did not give up. He kept
swooping down on the buzzard's head until the buzzard flew off the limb and left the yard
all the while with the mockingbird swooping all around him. I thought to myself that this is one
of the greatest cases of audacity on the part of the mocking bird and cowardice on the part of
the buzzard that I had ever seen. The buzzard could clearly have dispached the greatly smaller
bird with a snap of the beak but he didn't but chose to flee. There must be a lesson in that for
me somewhere.