Arches

Northern lights coming home tonight, three bands of green seemingly radiating from a single fiery source to the west all the way across the sky and converging again over the mountain ridges to the south as bright as they have been all winter, At the river bridge they had reached a brilliance, showing red along the bottom and sending tendrils of light higher into the sky. A bright half a moon lighted the way for them until they faded into the mountains.

Snow has gone now except for the gullies on the north slopes of hills and mountains. It made a valiant, one can hope, last gasp Sunday, snowing in bright sunlight, one of THOSE spring days, but it didn’t last long.

Trees are brown skeletons now, their bare branches spread as if opening welcoming arms to the sun, waiting for green day which is most likely three weeks away yet.

A blanket of slushy snow covers the swan pond still, waiting too, but maybe in vain. The way things looked that guy killed the pair that uses it last year and one can only hope another pair finds it.
You have to watch the road carefully these days, it’s about time for the porcupine bloom and they’ll be shuffling along the pavement soon.

It may be time to begin digging in the dirt.

Watching the earth awaken is always a joy..