All new by spring’s morning light…
I slipped into my gum boots for a tromp out back to check on the skunk cabbage–sure harbinger of bears to come.
And on the way I got caught up on all the latest NEWs…
The willow’s coming out of mourning.
Rhubarb is emerging, crinkly new, rousing hopes of mouth-watering desserts to come…
The bushy willows further back are bearing pussies…
And the huckleberries have put on their dainties.
And yes, the skunk cabbage is up,
wafting it’s malodorous wake-up call to all the ursidae family far and near.
We’re sure to have bears before long…
–LS
The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove [It’s FROGS for us!] is heard in our land. Song of Solomon 2:12