April Fool

The ground now saturated from several days of cold unyielding rain begins to dry beneath the warming rays of a bright white and distant sun. Released from its hiding place along with creatures of the wood and nature's squirrels, chipmunks and songbirds rise greeting the resurgence of spring's rebirth and arrival in hope of bidding goodbye, farewell to wintery chill. Northeast weather teases always unpredictable making each of us and April's fool ready to plant, burying nuts and acorns renewing life's pleasures too early only too watch it wither, wilt and retreat. The ides of March do pass and eventually succumb to latent hopes and promises springtide on the run to be resurrected by dreams and faith for every April Fool.