It is a mixture of mud, crushed evergreens under my feet and the fresh scent of the wind whipping through the trees but above all, the hope in your senses of better days to come.
I saw two robins, two mallards, some juncos and heard a woodpecker, probably a hairy or downy. Also, I viewed much evidence of deer and the flattened out, but resistant fern, as green as ever. The creeks have sprung to life, sort of like when we used to step out of the old hated girdles.
The water ripples were chorusing freedom and excitement if you listened. The wind was a little extreme at times to show that winter still was hanging on by blue fingernails but the sun was showing proudly, patiently through the clouds as if to say, "just a matter of time, my friend, just a matter of time."
The best thing I like about spring before April 1st is NO SNAKES! I usually see them on that day but not before so I feel like I can enjoy traipsing about without fear of them slithering near me during the next few weeks. I have always feared them. I think because they don't bark, chirp or otherwise make any sound. You look down and THERE it is!
The best thing I like about spring before April 1st is NO SNAKES! I usually see them on that day but not before so I feel like I can enjoy traipsing about without fear of them slithering near me during the next few weeks. I have always feared them. I think because they don't bark, chirp or otherwise make any sound. You look down and THERE it is!
Over the years I have been kinder to them. I give them three chances by carrying them away on a shovel (if I can deal with them slithering around). If it keeps coming back, it goes to the great hole in the sky. I hate them in the flower bed! I get so into my flowers and happily working and digging around, pretending I am Martha and that's when, BAM!, there it lies amongst my perfectly poised posy. I realize it is helping me out with the bugs but I can't get the creepers out of my blood.
It doesn't help when you hear stories about the 4-1/2 foot python that recently found its way into a kitchen within our news area!
Spring is a contradictory time as well. Along with the first show of buds and creeks, is the graffiti of disgust. When I ride in the car, the landscape that whizzes by the window displays scenes as if nature has not tidied up her dirty bedroom in a long time - garbage bags, cups, cast-off tires, dearly departed Bambi's and everything else imaginable. We have become a nation of waste and laziness. If the garbage is near your residence, why not pick it up. Even if you didn't put it there, it degrades your home and makes the surroundings look like you live in a garbage dump. It takes such little effort to beautify a home.
Plant a few flowers, pickup, mow your lawn and take a trip to the dump then sit back and enjoy the view!
Enough said.
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