Monday, March 14, 2022

Where is Spring?

Stork, White Stork, Bird, Bird Nest
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The weekend snow another reminder that winter had no plans to move on.  I
turned the clocks an hour ahead.  How can I spring forward?  The earth is covered with
another six inches of snow.  There are no visible signs of spring.

Weary from the day, I slip into bed,  wondering where my dreams will take me. I set
an intention to find spring. Drifting into the dreamscape, I wandered lonely as a cloud.
On white fluffy wings, I soar seeking spring.

Below, the river ice jams are loosening.  I see the raptors are on the move.  A pair of
red-tailed hawks are courting, swooping and circling the sky. I hear a concert of
hooting owls, music to my ears.  A red-headed woodpecker is adding percussion.
The songs of spring seems to be everywhere and love is in the air. Embrace it!


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20 comments:

  1. So beautiful - and uplifting. This week, we are having solid rain....................typical March weather for the coast.

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    1. Thank you, Sherry I am waiting for the snow to melt here.

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  2. Yeah, despite snow and continued cold, birds are back. It's all about the birds. I love how you bring them into this piece.

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    1. I do enjoy seeing the birds and hearing their trill again.

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  3. I like the way the prose transitions... "On white fluffy wings, I soar seeking spring."...and indeed you find it. Beautifully done.

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    1. Thank you Mish, a lonely floating cloud in the pursuit of spring.

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  4. Climate changes does need its measure of hope and patience to cope.
    Have a good week. Thanks for dropping by to read mine

    Much💜love

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    1. I think the birds are a bit confused at times, climate alters their instincts.

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  5. I hear a concert of
    hooting owls, music to my ears.
    A red-headed woodpecker
    is adding percussion

    It is most reassuring to be hearing the sounds of spring just near enough around the corner! How's things with you, True! Stay safe, Ma'am!

    Hank

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    1. Hank that is true it brings comfort to know warmer weather is coming.

      I am ok, thank you for asking.

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  6. Even if the weather isn't cooperating, the animals know the season.

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    1. I think they have an internal navigation plan.

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  7. I agree Sherry's comment - this is beautiful and uplifting, Truedessa!

    -David [ben Alexander]

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    1. Thank you Ben, we need a bit of uplifting these days.

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  8. A lovely dream to see and hear the songs of spring! YES - bring it on!

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  9. What a delightful dream and a lovely lilt to the last paragraph.

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    1. Thank you , may the lilt of spring bring renewed hope.

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  10. Truedessa, there is more than one way to find spring. I like how you found yours.

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    1. Yes, spring is an internal and external season of change.

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