The crows, being the head honcho's around here, and the rest of the birds, being smaller, have to be satisfied with left over's. The head crow, making a speech, and saying, okay you guys, you have to know your place. The crows eat first, and you get the left over's. I most times, feed left over's to the birds. To day we had some peanuts. While the crow was making his speech, the squirrel was sneaking the peanuts, and taking the home,one by one to the babies. Good! You say birds can't talk. Even people don't have to say a bunch of words to indicate what's up with them. Just have to listen harder. 

Sars. Now that the war is over, the news people, are glad they got this here sars, to blow out of proportion. the way I hear it, there is a lot of suspected cases, and they don't really now, if these people have it or not. There are more people surviving sars, than you can shake a stick at. Any way, when a country like china had sars start there, why keep flying people back and forth, if they want to make a real effort to control it. Are the air line guys so important, to put the people of Canda at risk. The air lines were in trouble before sars came on the scene. If they are going to go belly up, let em and quit flying these people back and forth, till they get sars  controlled. air Canada is not handling their business worth any thing anyway. What they need, is more competition. My view.

 This is the way I like my Easter eggs. We use the same color for all off them, yellow , and white We hide them all around the lawn, and go find them. After picking the grass off of them, they are ready to eat. Don't have to peal the shell. 

When working in logging camps, we did a lot of flying, by small plane in and out of camp. The one camp, which was in toba inlet, my partner and I, decided to go to camp, by my small boat. We made a few successful trips, but on this one trip, we were doing too much talking, and not enough looking, and missed our turn, to the inlet. When we started looking around at this strange world, we see a village ahead, and headed to it. When we got there, There was a few mean looking guys on the dock. It was an Indian village, called church house, and one of the guys gave us directing, to get us back on track. The John lived in an Indian village, I am wondering where about's. Any way, we were late getting to camp, that time.

As the spring ware's on, and it is April, some thing reminds me of spring rain, Maybe because, we get our share of rain in April. In the spring and summer, it is a good time for kids to get out and play, and make as much noise as they can. Not that I blame them, but some time's when I'm out enjoying a bit of sun, and thinking about this a that, it kind of gets to me. SO
SPRING RAIN
Kids don't play outside
When it's raining
Their all in the house
A crying and complaining
When the sun comes out again
I'm bound to feel the pain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain.

Okay, we have war, we have some who like war, and we have some who don't like war. We have evil people, calling evil people evil. But life goes on. The yen to survive, is all around. This is my dumb introduction, for relating, that my asparagus are surviving, and poking their head out, and will survive. I am pleased.

Quite a few people are saying things before thinking, and the same goes for actions. I do hope that the difference in a opinion, does not cause a rift, beteen Canadian , and American people. Governments are good at that. We are the same people, before they started all this crap. Fighting for feedom, give me a break. Who's freedom? WE seem to be getting less, and less. And people are dying for what?