If there comes a little thaw,
Still the air is chill and raw,
Here and there a patch of snow,
Dirtier than the ground below,
Dribbles down a marshy flood;
Ankle-deep you stick in mud
In the meadows while you sing,
"This is Spring."
I saw something beautiful today and knew that at last spring had returned. I was coming off an overpass and stopped on the side of the road to grab a couple of pictures.
Perhaps not an exciting site for you, but to me it means the world. It means that the Canada Goose has deemed this part of the world fit for return. That green grass, long walks late into the evening and summers at the beach are on their way. As well as gardening and outdoor living, soon to be a reality. Ah...I'm soaking it in already.
Even the little bit of water amidst a very dirty city looked so beautiful and peaceful. Nature is breathing again and soon she will be full of wondrous little creatures. I am ready.