This morning is bright, the snow-covered land reflecting and the air gently moist to receive all that light. On the south bank by Deer Creek the snow has already melted. The weather forecast calls for temperatures in the mid-forties later. I believe I should go walk before the ice in the dirt road melts and turns the road to a muddy mess. I can bundle up, I know how to do this much.
Later is Now-- Such a disorderly, chaotic mat of flattened dead vegetation has appeared where the snow has melted. It provides the bed from which new life already begins to rise. Some grasses and weeds are greening there along the Deer Creek bank, and on the meadow side of the road where smiles the generous warmth, the sun has brought forth green grass shoots through the snow. There are little melty spots around the blade tips. In the woods trees have melted little tunnels toward bare ground around their roots.
The air has warmed and moisture increased, the sun is hidden, the National Weather Service for my place coordinates predicts rain coming tonight.
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