Since all my friends on CafeMom are posting beautiful pictures of their new flowers, their blooming trees, and pasting spring-y sweet peas all over, I thought I would get into the spring groove, too. Don't get me wrong, I love spring, and when I lived in Oregon spring was the most glorious season imaginable, it was like living in the middle of flower garden and the greenery seemed drunk with life and growth.
Here spring is different. To help you understand what spring is like in my big soup tureen of a Rocky Mountain valley, here is a little poem of signs of spring:
roaringshriekingwhistling wind
ribbons of dark earth uncovered by mighty tractors
and manure (stinky)
shrinking white mountain snow-caps
but--
there's always the possiblity of a spring snowstorm
scudding clouds
bangingintimidatingthreatening wind
long-winged, red-butted bugs
mating on my kitchen sink
(there will be many other kinds of bugs)
screamingmerciless wind
not as many fires in the wood stove
so cereal boxes and egg cartons pile up in the corner, unburned
tree-wavingbranch-throwingtumbleweed-tossing wind
fuzzy gray fur in the front yard reveals itself to be
half-eaten rodents
(we do feed the dog, don't we?)
tiny green blades of grass hidden by the matted winter cover
did i mention the wind?
Comments:
You have bugs too? I unearthed quite a few strange looking boogers last weekend working in the garden.
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