It's Bayou season
Vanishing snow
Creating reflective pools
Pure white
To textures of brown
Gator green never found
Moss and leaf green soon back
Weeks away from transformation
Where stark cathedral trunks
Will close in with sun craved life
In weeks the flood will subside
And two by two the animals will return
Snakes shall slither where waters now ripple
Fox will patrol dirt clearings
Toads will stumble woodlands
And frogs will invade the wetlands
The heron has already returned
Timidly flapping away when you cross his line
Finding a new lonely spot to search out a meal
Prepared to once again flee
If any other soul draws near
And hints of deer are coming
When cloven tracks will return
Dotting the land from grazing
Invisible wanderers
Only known as dinosaurs
Through tracks left in mud
But for now we're in transition
With bergs and pans of ice
Floating and grounded in woodland seas
I copy through the forest
As a landlocked sealer
Picking a safe route o'er the fragile islands
Fearing a slip will bring me splashing
Sprawled out to drown
In the middle of the thawing woods
SUNDAY...
--- Half the day alone at work. Then the first BBQ of the season for me. Turkey dogs and salad feels summery.
MONDAY...
--- Pretty normal work day.
TUESDAY...
--- Night shift. Pretty slow one really.
WEDNESDAY...
--- Landscape people come to give me an estimate for some patio work. Seems pretty good to me so I'm going for it. The main house project of the year.
--- Alone at work. Mona off sick. There's a fair bit to do but I get through it alright.
THURSDAY...
--- Landscape work booked. Things should be done in a month.
--- Warmest day of the year so far. Gets to 16. But very windy... For Ottawa anyway... Probably 50 km winds.
FRIDAY...
--- Long walk through the woods with the camera. Hour and a half out there. Needing the knee high boots with lots of meltwater all over.
SATURDAY...
--- Out for an hour again with lots of water. Though still, in one day, pond water levels dropped probably a foot or two.
--- The neighbours are going through stuff. She packed up the furniture and the kids and is moving out. He's unemployed and planning to make a go of a big townhouse by himself. I fear deadbeat roommates for him and me having to put up with stupidness.
FRIDAY...
--- Long walk through the woods with the camera. Hour and a half out there. Needing the knee high boots with lots of meltwater all over.
SATURDAY...
--- Out for an hour again with lots of water. Though still, in one day, pond water levels dropped probably a foot or two.
--- The neighbours are going through stuff. She packed up the furniture and the kids and is moving out. He's unemployed and planning to make a go of a big townhouse by himself. I fear deadbeat roommates for him and me having to put up with stupidness.
