Happy Easter!  I hope that everyone is enjoying their holiday.  Anne and I plan on combining our celebration of Easter with a celebration of Dan’s twenty-fifth birthday because, twenty-five years ago the Easter Bunny brought us Dan.  Actually, Anne did all the work, but I was there to offer her ice chips.  I never did see any rabbit, but damn does she make good babies. 

So on Saturday I took the plunge and bought not one, not two, not even three, but four iPhones, how decadent.  Anne and I went back home and immediately started playing with them.  Actually we were just trying to figure out how to use them.  We skirted dangerously close to wasting a gorgeous afternoon, but pulled back from the brink.

The iPhone is everything that I expected.  It is a so-so phone, but is also the best handheld computer around.  I look forward to learning its secrets.  I also look forward to having it, while I wait every morning at Starbucks and elsewhere.  I’ll be exploring apps and maybe even twitter too, we’ll see where this goes and what this all means.

I went for a bike ride in the Park.  I got fifteen miles.  I saw the owlet again and also the pair of Red-bellied Woodpeckers pictured below.  I think that they were in courtship.  Actually, I think that they were well past that stage of their relationship.  Birds do it, Bees do it, …

Mostly I just cruised about the Park on Saturday, but on the way home I got chased.  I had just turned onto the bike path at Forsyth and started uphill along Skinker.  Behind me, I saw another cyclist crossing Forsyth.  The chase had begun.  We climbed together, pacing each other sometimes I surged ahead, sometimes he did.  I held him off until I reached the cross walk light into the DeMun neighborhood.  He would have caught me if the race had continued until the top of the hill.  He knew it.  I knew it and he knew I knew it, but is it my fault that I was headed for home?

Anne went out to Laumeier Sculpture Park for a knit-in.  Well actually it was a knit-out since it was held outside.  The artist Mark Newport author of the Self-Made Man show was moderating this knitting event.  I had covered his show before here, when Anne and I saw it in February.  Anne had a lot of fun knitting and hanging out, but she didn’t take any pictures. 

That’s okay, I have a picture of Redbud buds to share.  Redbud is a large shrub or small tree native to the eastern United States, primarily in the Mississippi River valley.  Redbud and Dogwood are what I think of for Spring in Missouri.  Redbud blooms first and Dogwood later.

Unfortunately, Michigan State lost to Butler on Saturday night.  They had a good run, but I guess it just was not to be.  We had lost out our best player to injury, but still continued to win.  There is always next year.  🙁