at least there are birds

I came out of the JSB today, zipping up my winter parka in preparation for the weather this beloved April fools day. Yep, snow, on April 1st. all hail Utah.

I glanced up to find the source of spring sound and found birds, twittering in leafless, artistic branches, silhouetted against a gray and foreboding sky. It reminded me of another run in with birds 2 days ago.

Mando player and I got home late from a show in Monticello Utah, Saturday night, actually sunday morning if you want to be technical. 4 am to 8 am, those were our beloved hours for sleep. 9 am church came with a reminder of the responsibility of educating the sunbeams about the birds and the bees. Ha ha, ya that really was the lesson, "I am grateful for the birds and the insects"

So we planned a field trip. After talking about different insects, and exploring how one might draw them with chalk, we stepped outside to see a real live BIRD. You'd think they'd never seen wings in real life before. Well our hopes were dashed as we looked outside to the blustery, bird-less sky. Oh well, made believe anyone. We went outside anyway, and the fearless sunbeam teachers shared their HUGE jackets that covered 2 1/2 sunbeams each. Mando player made bird sounds, and we pretended that we could see a "bird" up in the tree. Just then our state bird made it's grand entrance into the lesson, right on cue, and swooped in to great the gazing eyes of its eager 4 year old audience. Really these kids need to get out more, they were gleefully excited to see such a 'beautiful bird'.

Huzzah, I'm grateful for birds, and the promise of spring. A promise they'd better keep or I'm going to China. (maybe I'll just go regardless.)