Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Nice out waiting for ice out

As I drove along County Road 36 this morning, through the Carlos Avery pools, there they were, about a dozen of so Canada geese, floating on open water and standing on the remaining ice. Witnesses to Spring, who believe it is here to stay for at least several months, have arrived. Early today I heard what may have been a robin tweeting in a nearby tree. What with warm and cold temperature swings, and the prospect of thunderstorms some day soon, I’m not sure whether to claim March will come in like a lamb or a lion, but as Spring progresses, soon the pools will look more like this.

Canada geese on and near open water
most of the way to ice out
Photo by J. Harrington

We were successful at finding a small bunch of forced forsythia stems that are now sitting in a vase, brightening the place considerably, even more than the two amaryllis blooming next to them. Despite ticks and mosquitoes and viruses, nature offers beauty, consolations and distractions. If we pay enough attention, we might even glean some wisdom.

In honor of our currently departing season, we’ll end today’s posting with the lyrics to a song from my younger days that has become an ear worm over the past several weeks. (This version shouldn’t be confused with a song by the same title by Willie Nelson.)


The Party's Over

by Jule StyneAdolph GreenBetty Comden

 

The party's over, it's time to call it a day

They've burst your pretty balloon

And taken the moon away

It's time to wind up the masquerade

Just make your mind up

The piper must be paid


The party's over, the candles flicker and dim

You danced and dreamed through the night

It seemed to be right just being with him

Now you must wake up, all dreams must end

Take off your makeup, the party's over

It's all over, my friend


The party's over, it's time to call it a day

They've burst your pretty balloon

And taken the moon away

Now you must wake up, all dreams must end

Take off your makeup, the party's over

It's all over, my friend


It's all over, my friend 



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