Yes, it’s my birthday again. And it’s a gorgeous sunny deep-blue-skied morning here in the upper left chamber of the heart of Texas. A little earlier the yard was full of at least 76 birds (a big flock of cedar waxwings overlapping a flock of robins, and if there wasn’t a band with 76 trombones in a big parade, I was hearing the music in my head. There’s a chocolate cake (HEB bakery) awaiting my attention later. Grass is greening up, and in the south horse lot it’s pretty green, and two horses are nibbling away at it (nibbles, because thanks to them it’s VERY SHORT.