Soft spring morning

No alarm this morning

awakened by only soft dappled light

streaming through the white curtains

Grab coffee- warm creamy and comforting, then

out to admire the urban garden we

aspire to- rather than lawn that must be maintained.

Small chickadees play chase between the birdfeeders

and the tall ash tree from the neighbor’s yard, while a squirrel

clucks as she plans her next move.

The rain shower last evening brought out snails that I pluck from

green corn leaves; now

the corn is taller than me!

We have an outing with friends planned for later this morning

so I cannot linger in this place

where I could easily spend my lifetime….

Spring Approximately

        Today, the Ides of March!

I wonder what  Caesar was feeling when he

awakened on this fateful day

many centuries past…

 

I, stepped out into Spring!

 A wet, overpowering dense fog

clinging to plants

obscuring everything…

equally

 

the warm, wet morning

the ensuing rains

elicit a smile…

 

greeted by peas and radishes

in the garden

onions growing tall

tomato and pepper plants begging

to be planted

 

Is it spring?

is it spring?

is it spring they cry?

 

I declare it, at last…

in my world,

Spring is here