Spring has been slow in coming this year but it is coming. There are blossoms everywhere and the Robins, the first sign of spring are back. Their sweet song fills the air as they duck and dive not so coyly attracting their mates. One aspect of their mating ritual I have observed over the years is the practice of playing chicken. They seemingly stake out an empty stretch of road where, when they see a car approaching, swoop down, nearly missing the speeding vehicle. All spring long I drive around cursing the little lunatics as they carry out these daredevil antics. Every now and then they misjudge their maneuver and end up dead on the road. On my way home from dropping Pearl at school today I was filled with my own spring induced euphoria and smacked not one but two of these symbols of spring. If it is good luck to spy the first Robin of spring is it even better to strike two of them with your car?
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Two birds with One VW! Nice. Sounds like an omen for productivity to me. xo
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