Wild plum and other bushes are in flower. Some farmers have begun field preparation for this growing season. Trees are in various phases of leaf out. We enjoyed a small ceremonial fire to celebrate Beltane last Friday. Dandelions are in bloom everywhere. Pocket gopher activity is obvious in the field behind the house. Deer are shedding their winter coats. Marsh marigolds, which some call cowslips, are blooming. Even though we had a couple of overnight freezes this week past, Spring is peaking as we watch. You are watching, aren't you?
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| marsh marigolds in bloom
Photo by J. Harrington
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The next time we post here it will be Mother's Day. We've managed to get organized early this year so we''re hoping to avoid, or at least minimize, last minute panics. We'll see how the count down to and the holiday herself play out. Meanwhile, we hope all Moms everywhere (actual and surrogate) feel loved and appreciated every day.
The Minnesota Legislature is in its final weeks for this session. They look as if they'll be about as productive and useful as Congress. How do we find ways to elect politicians who are more committed to solving problems than to scoring political points. Perhaps we could be better represented if more folks knew about the Center for Effective Lawmaking it could be a start. We're rapidly reaching a stage where a majority party spends most of its efforts trying to undo what was done to them when they were in the minority. That doesn't help most of US most of the time.
As we approach Mother's Day this year, let's think about the Seventh Generation principle and look for ways to make mothers proud of US and our descendants.
On the Fifth Day
On the fifth day
the scientists who studied the rivers
were forbidden to speak
or to study the rivers.The scientists who studied the air
were told not to speak of the air,
and the ones who worked for the farmers
were silenced,
and the ones who worked for the bees.Someone, from deep in the Badlands,
began posting facts.The facts were told not to speak
and were taken away.
The facts, surprised to be taken, were silent.Now it was only the rivers
that spoke of the rivers,
and only the wind that spoke of its bees,while the unpausing factual buds of the fruit trees
continued to move toward their fruit.The silence spoke loudly of silence,
and the rivers kept speaking
of rivers, of boulders and air.Bound to gravity, earless and tongueless,
the untested rivers kept speaking.Bus drivers, shelf stockers,
code writers, machinists, accountants,
lab techs, cellists kept speaking.They spoke, the fifth day,
of silence.—2017
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