Our first work session of the new season will be April 21st from 9 to noon. Come join us if you are in the Madison area. In the meantime, spring is emerging. This week during my daily walks, I looked for signs of spring and especially plants as I meandered through my neighborhood. I now recall a similar class assignment when I was a youngster attending Polandi, the one room schoolhouse located about a mile across the fields from our family farm. As instructed by our teacher, we documented early signs of spring, along with a few sentences. Robins and Red Wing Blackbirds were one of the first birds to arrive followed later by the piercing calls of the Killdear. These were on my list. The Red Wing Blackbirds darted at our heads as we walked through the swamp bordering the mile long dead-end dirt road leading to the farm. The Killdear zipped across the dirt road as it crossed higher sections of land.
By this time of spring, the road was often impassable because the disappearing frost in the frozen earth turned what was once solid ground into mud. Some seasons the road was so bad that we parked the car at the end of the road and walked home. One time my sister Barbara mistakenly thought she could drive through the ruts. We pulled our car out with a tractor.
Before I share my 2018 list of early signs of spring, here are two poems about the season. My list has no examples from Prospect Gardens. There are tiny green shoots close to the soil and I could not clearly capture these with my IPhone camera.
Early Spring: Rainer Maria Rilke
Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows' wintry grey.
Little rivulets of water changed
their singing accents. Tendernesses,
hesitantly, reach toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are showing
these unexpected subtle risings
that find expression in the empty trees.
Spring: Archie Greenidge
Spring is life
Spring is hope
So is love and
life is forlorn.
Spring is nostalgia
after bitter storm.
Put spring in your heart
Here are my eight examples of early spring. May they put spring in your heart.
My older sister Jenny recalled my mother's first gas motor driven wash machine. After seeing the machine in the hardware store in nearby Pulaski, the store's owner came with the machine to our farm and demonstrated how to use the machine. Impressed my Mother, and my Father purchased it.
Here is Mother Buffalo from the adjoining neighborhood of Midvale, a short bike ride from our apartment. This year she is disguised as the Easter Bunny while last Easter season she wore a fancy bonnet.
This concludes my list of early signs of spring. More signs of spring are sure to arise. May this season of renewal surround you with loving kindness and fill you with life and hope.