What April is like

 In the garden, the tender plants came up.

Then came an explosion of insects — all kinds, but I noticed the caterpillars, which were dining on the plants.

Then came a hatch of paper wasps, reddish brown with gold trim, and the air was full of dive bombers, killing caterpillars and other bugs.

Finally, the flycatchers lined the fence rail, waiting for any wasp that dared to fly across the garden.

All these sights can be seen by an idler who leans on his shovel, goofing off when he should be digging.