Just when I least expect it:
Snowdrops peer from beneath the icy leaf litter.
The pair of mallards return to our little garden pond
a month early.
Elizabeth says “hey – let’s take an overnight trip up
to the North Shore of Lake Superior!”
One of my poems gets published in some journal.
Seven blue crocuses appear where we did not plant
them!
A pair of Pileated Woodpeckers, with their peculiar
swooping flight and white patches flashing, stay for
a while in a neighboring tree.
Fiddlehead ferns unfurl to the sun.
I wonder what will be next?
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