"Do you think it's over," whispered the Red-Bellied woodpecker to the little Downy tapping the nearby tree?
"It just might be," said Nutty (Bubba's distant cousin), scaling the ladder left out by the old woman.
"I heard those hens talking near the edge of the woods the other day and they think the old woman is losing it,"the Junco said, swallowing her seed.
Meanwhile behind the fence, the hens continued to gossip.
"You know what I saw?" said the oldest of the flock.
"Oh, tell us. Tell us, please!" said one of the other hens trying to keep up.
"Please, tell us what you saw."
"Well", she said with a huff as she unruffled her feathers, "the other morning, while we were making our way along the edge of the trail, we saw the old woman and she was dancing! Yep, DANCING!! She was doing the HAPPY DANCE because the last storm missed us!
Honestly, she was making such a spectacle of herself moving side to side down the trail to the clearing. It was as if she thought that no one was watching!! The poor thing, she thinks that Spring is coming just because she changed the clocks! Didn't she watch the forecast for this week?"