|I walked out at 6:30 this morning to ready the car for going to the office.|
|I laughed when I looked around, thinking that I knew the trick.|
|I would run back into the house looking annoyed and then come back out again.|
|When I did, our local Weatherman would probably be standing there on the green grass in the sunshine, pointing and laughing, saying, "April Fool".|
But it didn't happen. I did, however, hear a mourning dove for the first time this year. I agreed that we had something to mourn so I joined him in song . . .
"Whooo, whooo, whooo, my dear,
Who the hell spends April here?"