Some people scoffed my hummingbird but it was a real hummingbird and if you don't believe in hummingbirds I want to tell you something else. Yesterday it was 64 degrees here and it was one of the ten most beautiful days of the year.
And if you don't believe in beautiful days I want to tell you something else. Yesterday when the cosseted barn dwellers were turned out in their pasture Brandy the old bag took a look around and shook her head and sniffed the air and then gave a little nod of assent, agreeing with herself, and then she took off running down the hill and when she got up to speed she turned sideways and went leap-dancing the rest of the way. Leap-dancing to such an extent that there was no choice but for everyone to follow her and there was a massive leap dance possibly celebrating the fact that it is Leap Year but certainly celebrating something else as well.
Brandy is thirteen years old and as I mentioned she is an old bag and she did not get to be as old as she is by wasting energy and she only does her leap-dancing in one season of the year. And it is not the summer, the fall, or the winter.
And if you can't figure out what season it is you could read the title again for a clue. But don't say it out loud, because that is a jinx.