Sunday, April 01, 2018

Poem for Sunday and Mount Vernon

Oh Have You Heard
By Shel Silverstein

Oh have you heard it's time for vaccinations?
I think someone put salt in your tea.
They're giving us eleven-month vacations.
And Florida has sunk into the sea.

Oh have you heard the President has measles?
The principal has just burned down the school.
Your hair is full of ants and purple weasels—


Happy Easter! I shall be quick after a lovely afternoon at Mount Vernon with Paul and Cheryl where we went to see the lambs and various other animals. We did not do the house tour this time with the spring break crowds but instead walked down to the dock to see the osprey nest, then walked through the lower farm and the woods to visit the flower and herb gardens.









Our Passover obervance was interrupted by the NCAA tournament -- many people we know had the Michigan game on during their seders -- then after Cheryl got home and we all were organized, we watched Ant-Man, which could use some Bechdel Test improvements and less of the standard Marvel parental issues, but is still fun and limits its violence to small scale, which I appreciate!

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