Wisteria and Taxes
Few things in life can lift one’s spirit like springtime in the South. The rains that turned the earth into an endless muddy swamp have rousted the greenery from its winter slumber. The bare winter branches of hardwoods are filling with buds and the underbrush brightened with the white blooms of Dogwood. Purple blooms of wisteria hang like ornaments decorating the trees along the back roads.
There’s no sense washing the car. Before it can dry, everything will be coated in thick, yellow pine pollen. Most folks have turned under their winter cover crop and are readying the gardens with thoughts of vine ripened tomatoes. This past weekend I put the trellises up for the hop vines that are nearly three feet tall already.
But before we can fully enjoy the pleasures of spring, we must deal with another yearly occurrence that brings no joy at all. Income tax forms are due today.
There are 2080 working hours in a year. The IRS form for income taxes is number 1040, exactly half of 2080. Coincidence?
"You know, we all hate paying taxes, but the truth of the matter is without our tax money, many politicians would not be able to afford prostitutes." --Jimmy Kimmel