Only for a moment, to allow March’s lamb to bring it in!
A walk along the dike offers reflections..
“Spring! Spring! Spring!” sang the frog.
“Spring!” said the groundhog.
“Spring, Spring, Spring!” sang the robin.
It was Spring.
The leaves burst out.
The flowers burst out.
And robins burst out of their eggs.
It was Spring
Home For A Bunny
by Margaret Wise Brown,
A Little Golden Book
I am reminded of this book as the weather gets warmer, spring is only a week away….the snow is starting to melt, there is a little bit of power behind that sunshine!
My journey today has taken me into reading of Kokopelli, the Native American flute player. Kokopelli, among his other talents, plays his flute to usher winter into spring. Appropriate.
(no, they’re not here yet, this is a photo I have on file, but I’ll let you know when they surface!)