Tax Day! Happy National Library Week!

Every day is taxing to some degree, agree? I’m working on enjoying life’s little moments as they come. No worries! The illusion of no worries anyway. Spring has sprung. Forsythia, daffodils, a hint of pink as the PJM rhodies start to bloom. Soon we’ll morph into May with its lovely flamingo pink quince flowers, azaleas, bleeding heart, big rhododendrons, and my beloved tulips. The best bedding tulips are a bright, triumphant scarlet, but I love the shell pink colors, the queen of the night’s almost black shade of purple, and the flamboyant parrot tulip, straight out of a Dutch still life. The birds make their colorful transition into spring as well. The goldfinches at the feeder are a brighter yellow, mimicking the forsythia beyond. The house finches grow rosier. The red-winged blackbirds sing in the bogland, and the great blue herons are mating again, making their daily pass over the lake near my home! Here is a photo of my son when he was nearly one year old. This year he graduates from High School. (”and the a seasons, they go round and round” Joni Mitchell.)

the boyz!

Here they are, the boys of spring, wishing for another bird to happen by at the birdfeeder!

Happy Poetry Month!

April is National Poetry Month. I’m looking for a new way to celebrate since I’m not running Teen Poetry Night at Bridgewater anymore…. I’ll appear at another library, looking for a lost haiku….