The jogging path along Baxter Boulevard was snow covered yesterday morning, before the steady rain took it all away. Let's hope all is forgotten... the chance of more snow that is.
these black-laced branches etch scratches across this early morning gray our April buds encased in white leave dreams for perhaps another day sometimes tomorrow never comes.
Gotta watch your step!
ReplyDeletespring snow brings out the poet in you, birdman, so it can't be all bad.
ReplyDeleteWinter does not give up easily.
ReplyDeleteBetter you than us! Sorry about more snow in Maine!
ReplyDeleteThe rain in Maine washes spring snow down the drain!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your Sunday.
Sunny :)