Showing posts with label #poetry #maine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #poetry #maine. Show all posts

Saturday, May 23, 2015

☼ Forest & Field Happenings ☼ Plus ++++


My families' life has taken a turn towards the bit crazy, busy.  My scientist son who was already to rock n roll for the summer up at college had a bit of an accident.  While having some fun with his bros, play soccer, he broke his leg last Sunday.  So I was on the road back and forth, spent a night in a frat house, sat at a hospital while my boyo had surgery, brought him home and, settled him into the living room.  Of course, this all happened after we had emptied our bedroom readying it for painting and flooring.  So we are all sleeping in the living room.  Gardens are on hold, while my hands are full with renovations and nursing care.  But that is just as well since the spring has been pretty frosty.  

I am flowing with everything and taking advantage of the situation.  My days with my boyo are numbered as he prepares himSelf for adult life that will surely take him away from Maine.  I am being In Joy with the time I have with him.  This may be my last chance to really care for him on this deep mothering level.  He is healing well and fast.  He is determine to get back to college and take his class that starts in June even though he can't bear weight on his leg for 5 more weeks.  So the blog is on vacation for bit until I catch my breath.  Plus, I want to give all the time I can to helping my son.






Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Hello Spring!



FINALLY!  We have an emerging spring!  The ducks are able to make it over the snow to the big pond.  The phoebes have returned with their lovely buzzy name calling.  I saw a Gyrfalcon yesterday, a fairly rare bird in these parts.    Runa found a Long-Tailed Weasel swimming in our pond.  After she pestered it for 20 minutes it finally escaped the pond and I hope decides this is not the place to raise a family!  It is so exciting to be moving more freely about, outside.  I am trying to spend as much time in the sun as I can....before the bugs arrive.  Some folks call this mud season, and yes, there is plenty of delightful mud, but I call it pre-bug season!

This is the pond yesterday...

...and today...pretty sure ice will be out by tomorrow!

though we still have ice on the morning puddles...


1st time in 2015 the laundry is outside!

Vern & Runa enjoying spring :)

BY BILLY COLLINS
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze

that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house

and unlatch the door to the canary's cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,

a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies

seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking

a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,

releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage

so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting

into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.