Only after I rattled on of nothing in particular, did I realize I should have asked her the same question. Small talk is not my friend.
Note: I'm referring to awkward pauses where the other person is expecting you to carry on the conversation, not natural pauses.
The "song" is from The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh. It often pops into my head on windy days. Of course sometimes the wind is blowing so hard that if you're walking into it, you find it hard to breathe.
They don't do too much right now, most of the winged insects are still pretty lethargic (which is good because it will still freeze over periodically for the next little while) but the ants and spiders are starting to get pretty active.