Monday, March 9, 2015

Ah, Spring!

This morning the air smelled of something other than arctic cold. There was dampness in the wind. Snow has melted from most of the local fields. The ground is still frozen. Ditches are collecting snow melt. The river is starting to open the ice cover in Carlos Avery. Ice on the pools is turning gray and yellow and rotten looking. Crows have started crazy flying. Ah, Spring!

downy woodpecker at the suet
downy woodpecker at the suet
Photo by J. Harrington

We've put out the last chunk of suet for the season. One of these days, very soon, the covered trash can we use to store sunflower seeds will get moved off the deck and into the house. Bird feeders will be brought in nightly. We're assuming that the local black bears will be active and hungry any day now. I would not be surprised to see waterfowl back in the next week or two. Ah, Spring!

canada goose and swan, early Spring
canada goose and swan, early Spring
Photo by J. Harrington

Now, here are today's shades of green:


By Lizette Woodworth Reese 
It is too early for white boughs, too late
For snows. From out the hedge the wind lets fall
A few last flakes, ragged and delicate.
Down the stripped roads the maples start their small,
Soft, ’wildering fires. Stained are the meadow stalks
A rich and deepening red. The willow tree
Is woolly. In deserted garden-walks
The lean bush crouching hints old royalty,
Feels some June stir in the sharp air and knows
Soon ’twill leap up and show the world a rose.

The days go out with shouting; nights are loud;
Wild, warring shapes the wood lifts in the cold;
The moon’s a sword of keen, barbaric gold,
Plunged to the hilt into a pitch black cloud.

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