a perpetual astonishment

Spring has returned. The Earth
is like a child that knows poems.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~


vernal pool under the power line




unfurling

horsetails in the vernal muck

snag. the mockingbird sang me
a song from that branch today.


Loyal Mr. Tim. Always up for
a walk through the bog.

each green slash a fern unfurling. in a
few weeks you won't be able to see
the ground beneath their green canopies



Every spring is the only spring -
a perpetual astonishment.
~ Ellis Peters ~


In springtime, love is carried on the breeze.
Watch out for flying passion or
kisses whizzing by your head.
~Emma Racine deFleur ~



In the spring, at the end of the day,
you should smell like dirt.
~ Margaret Atwood ~