Today, it got really warm: for Alaska. So Theophilus came up with the brilliant idea of biking with Lance to one of the local M&D stations to get ice cream.
Lance and Theophilus took their good old time on the bikes, and I honestly tried to not go fast. But I soon outdistanced them, and stopped to wait for a few minutes.
Some rustling in the bushes off the side of the road attracted my attention, and I went to investigate.
Why do I never seem to have my camera when I really really need it?
It turned out to be a pair of American Robins, and they seemed to be mating. But the female was being a bit coy... it seemed as though they were attempting to act like dating teenagers.
After five minutes, the boys still hadn't caught up, so I continued on anyways. They'd probably taken a detour, and would catch up with me later, I thought.
About a mile from my home, I saw another mating pair, acting the same way as the first had. And then as I turned in on my own lane, yet another couple were doing it.
So is this why girls are sometimes called chicks?
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