OK-- it was starting to seem like spring here last week... lovely and in the 70's and everything leafing out and blooming... and today there's frost on my window again... not too much, though, so I figured ok, it's just a chilly morning. Then when I was pulling out of McD's (where I stopped for McBreakfast), I saw that the sprinklers were blithely watering the shrubbery which was, yes, COATED IN ICE! It's almost May. This is just not right!
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April in Maine
May Sarton
The days are cold and brown,
Brown fields, no sign of green,
Brown twigs, not even swelling,
And dirty snow in the woods.
But as the dark flows in
The tree frogs begin
Their shrill sweet singing,
And we lie on our beds
Through the ecstatic night,
Wide awake, cracked open.
There will be no going back.
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