my first long walk since returning.
i found what remains
of a whitetail, this one who was tossed
into a stream
by the person who jacked it,
hacked off the haunch and tossed the carcass.
my first encounter with the ladies
who have overwintered rather well
they remain until the farmers take them home
maine seaweeds and blueberries
some half dozen prints completed after my trip
using up the gifts my students brought
i was a little nervous about 18 students at once
worried i couldn't connect with them all
though i learned few names,
i did thoroughly enjoy them all,
saw their work.
and farren's gift
the tea bag book
makes me happy!
the robins and woodcock are calling
and all those many other birds
peepers are singing
frogs of every size
a wee tick crawled up my pantleg yesterday.
it is spring, and quite dry.
but the hard winter is over.
i think i will have my snow tires removed