I DREW THE SHORT  STRAW

This morning I decided to do my least favorite thing . . . wash the windows in the family room.
It was a beautiful spring morning. The sun was shining, low humidity, and 80'.

Since I drew the short straw, actually I'm the only one to do this job. My husband suddenly had urgent things to take care of . . . yeah, right.

So I got right to the task. After I washed the curtains, I decided to hang them outside to dry in the gentle breeze . . . less wrinkles, since ironing curtains is my second least favorite thing to do, no scratch that, it ties with number one, the windows.

As I was pinning the sheers to the clothesline, I noticed a deer under the maple tree in the back yard. He was all alone and didn't seem to mind my being there, so I asked him why he wasn't home sleeping. He must not have liked the question because he scampered off.

He had been too far away to see if he had antler buds, but since he was alone and looked young, perhaps a year old, I suspect he was a buck looking for some doe.

Later, I noticed Momma Groundhog had her two babies out for a lunch of grass salad.
Suddenly the shadow of a large turkey vulture appeared and Momma scooted off with her babies to safety. I suppose that was their survival lesson of the day.

I saw a young blackbird proudly strutting around, letting his parents know he now was a teenager and could find his own worms, thank you very much.

The bluebirds and their babies were flitting about as school was in session on how to catch their lunch.

The squirrels were doing their thing too. Running up and down the poles to the bird feeders foraging for seed.

God must have known how bored I would be doing the windows, so He sent some of His creatures to keep me company.

Thank you Lord, it was much appreciated.