Ostara and Turkeys

First, the turkeys: this morning, while driving Mason to school, I had to stop the car to let a wild turkey cross the road at Summit near Victoria. I pointed it out to Mason, who looked up from his Pokemon book and said (without missing a beat): "Huh. The chicken must have had the day off."

My son, the comedian.

Now, Ostara. Saturday was officially the Spring Equinox, or, for some of us, Ostara or Oester. Shawn and I were a bit disorganized this year, so the Ostara Bunny officially made...