There are more signs of spring around. Unlike last year, with an unseasonably early spring, this one feels unseasonably late. I complained last year too, sure that the earliness meant unknown repercussions for the rest of the year. Today there are a few buds. The rhubarb has poked its head through the soil. The clematis has not yet dared to consider vining. I wonder if the lateness will bring unknown repercussions for the rest of the year.
Today the sky
Is still gray
But more leaf buds
Emerge.
Soon enough
Ok maybe not soon enough
It will be full on
Spring.
This is the way
It always goes
Even when I forget,
Reminders come full force
Every year
Long about this time
Though of course
I would prefer those reminders
Still earlier.
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