The word of the day* for March 3, 2007 is “migratory” — adjective 1 : of, relating to, or characterized by migration 2 : wandering, roving.
We have seen several robins in the neighborhood, back from South America this past week. The cardinals have been threatening one another for rights to the maple out front and the neighbor’s walnut tree. The walnut is not quite as desirable because the squirrels, who are year round residents think of it as theirs.
Although we tried to make our annual birthday pilgrimage for Claudia and Lloyd to celebrate their birthdays (being Sunday and Monday this year) we were dissuaded by the weather. Wes said they only got a few inches of snow, but the wind was fierce. Claudia lives barely twelve miles north, but they got nearly a foot of snow. Jo didn’t go to Iowa this weekend for the same reason. I think the birds need access to the Weather Channel.
The quote† for today is from William Shakespeare (1564–1616), Lear, in King Lear, act 3, sc. 2, l. 1-3.
Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage, blow!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!
;^) Jan
* Unless otherwise attributed, the definition is from either Merriam-Webster Online, 10th Edition or The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition and is used by permission.
† Unless otherwise attributed, the quote is from either Bartleby: Great Books on Line or The Quotation Pages and is used by permission.
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