happy birtday, maw. i would send you a differnt picture if'n you red the blog but i know your connexion is spotty. i fugot to tell ya twins moved in upstairs. babies. and a stompy dult. but it ain't 2 bad s'far. 2 babies, 2 kestrels. ima go see if they started cutting trees again for the obamachron but maybe they gonna wait til afta easter. be it as it shall be, he's risible, it's not my country, tis of the obamachron, take it away.