Wiry Hair

As I was explaining to my new barber, Ron, that my hair was very wiry and had a mind of its own, I was reminded of how Mom used to cut our hair in the back yard.  One spring day, we discovered that a robin had built a nest in the oak tree out back using our hair.  Imagine a jet black nest up in the tree!  The robin must have been watching the hair drop to the ground, lying in nice neat bunches and said to itself, "jack pot!"