This natural canvas is down the road a bit. Although the days warm to close to 60 the early AM can still bring a hard course of reality on April mornings. This light cover of ice creates challenges for the two wood ducks trying to make a 'go of it' on the water.
Each spring I share this wee poem by ee cummings with my friends. They enjoy his stuff.
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little lame baloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddyandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
when the world is puddle-wonderful
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and