When I went for a walk Sunday morning,
the air around me felt, finally, as though Spring! is on it's way.
The birds were singing, calling to each other,
spreading the news through the sunlit air and this human
was taking it to heart. I stopped to look at a magnolia tree a few
blocks from home. Not long from now, it will be filled with
mauvey-pink flowers, but for the time being its buds are
wearing little gray sweaters to protect against the late winter chill.