When I came back to it with images, it was "first third of April."
I intend to publish tonight, before it becomes "what the heck happened to April?"
April is a madcap month.
It's a horse that catches you dreaming,
and suddenly takes off with the bit in its teeth.
So far this month, we've had multiple snowstorms.
We've had raw and gloomy days when the sun appeared just in time to set.
We've had rain; up to three consecutive days of rain.
And we've had a couple of days that must have been close to 80F.
We've also had precious hours of what I consider perfect just-barely-Spring weather: breezy, clear, warm in the sun and cool in the shade. When the world is, in the words of e e cummings, mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. Yesterday was just such a day, so in the afternoon, Piper and I took a little stroll by the pond.
I have no idea how well this tiny video will come across,
but do turn your volume up; I want you to hear the bird.
We may have more snow.
I won't be surprised. At all.
Just taking it as it comes.