Sing Spring

Scavenging squirrels search for acorns, scratching old stumps from trees. Scampering up my sugar maple, they steal my bird feeder seeds. Sleepy salamanders wake from their slumber to sleep on slippery stones, Then search for a spider lunch in a sticks and stones home Pigeons flock together to peacefully perch on an old brick church. Puddles are for parched puppies who suffer a little thirst. Ponds become a drink for blooming blossoming trees. Patiently I’m waiting to plant petunia and poppy seeds Rubbery rain boots donate dry feet. Robin fledglings begin to eat. Rain and sun meet as one, making a ribbon of lovely hues, arched green, yellow, and radiant blues. Ribbit then repeat, frogs wake up to a repetitive beat. Imagine a katydid, butterfly or flea, drinking sun warmed cinnamon tea ! If inchworms can measure a dragonfly’s wings, imagine a butterfly that could really sing! Indigo Buntings dipped in blue, grasshoppers and cicadas are their favorite food. Nuthatch, a feathered acrobat that can climb upside down, and circle a tree around and around. On peanuts and cherries they love to dine, with conifers and prickly pines. Nature welcomes spring with lovely bird songs, while tall grass hides a new spotted fawn. Geese with long black necks eat gracefully from the ground, where berries and spring grass is now easily found. Larger than a duck but smaller than a swan, goslings will soon appear when wintertime is gone, singing proud, petite songs.