red maple buds
Photo by J. Harrington
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It looks and feels as though we've entered what I'd call a shoulder season, not quite Winter, not quite Spring, just like a country road's shoulder is not quite road and not quite ditch. There's not a lot happening, unless you're tapping maple trees. Our local red maples haven't yet experienced budburst. I can't quite decide of the goldfinches have started to brighten or if it's my imagination. Except for a couple of purple finches, migratory songbirds haven't yet arrived although tomorrow could be an entirely different story, so we're keeping the feeders full.
hyacinth starting to bloom
Photo by J. Harrington
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Both hyacinths have been moved from the piano top to a sill on an East-facing window through which the red maples can be seen. One hyacinth has begun to bloom. There are now crocus on the piano replacing the hyacinths. If Spring won't hurry to this Minnesotan, this Minnesotan will hurry to Spring. That also means it's again time for the annual pondering: is this the year to go buy a kite? I've probably watched Charlie Brown and the Kite-Eating Tree too many times, and yet, like Charlie, I too have hopes that this Spring could be different once we get off this shoulder and back on the road. I wonder if I could handle a dragon kite?
********************************************Kites
Come March we’d find themIn the five-and-dimes,Furled tighter than umbrellasAbout their slats, the airIn an undertow above usLike weather on the maps.We’d play out linesOf kite string, tugging againstThe bucking sideways flights.Readied for assembly,I’d arc the tensed keel of balsaInto place against the crosspiece,Feeling the paper snapTautly as a sheet, then liftThe almost weightless bodyUp to where it hauled meTrolling into the winds—Knotted bows like vertebraeFlashing among fieldsOf light. Why ruin itBy recalling the aftermaths?Kites gone down in tatters,Kites fraying like flotsamFrom the tops of the trees.
Thanks for visiting. Come again when you can.
Please be kind to each other while you can.
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