Happy Spring

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Happy Spring!! 
Well, things around the pond have lately taken on a decidedly different ambiance. Spring has begun to assert her first shy colors. The maples, especially the crimsons, are adding reds to the green/golds of new grass, daffodils and forsythia. The dwarf rhododendron are popping some purples into the palette (no extra charge for the alliteration). The lilacs and dogwoods are blooming. Our mountain views are giving way to a cocoon of light lacy green. 
My highly territorial bride has inspired so much goosely fear into our unwanted feathered squatters (double entendre there, in case you didn’t notice) that they actually walked off of the property the other day. Would you believe it? Walked! I’m not sure whether that was their way of showing disdain or ignorance. I didn’t notice that they carried their noses–bills, beaks–whatever–in the air (the avian translation of “kiss my ass feathers”.) So I’ve been told. Or (the biblical kiss of death) kicking the dust from their feet. But I’ll go with ignorance. They’ve flown back in to a spot next to the pond a couple of times during the last week, but left a couple of hours later. Also dumb. But I’ll bet that if I were to go back there and survey the area I’d find a few piles of vengeful goose poop. Some people always have to have the last word.
Mallards have been splashing down now that migration season is heating up. Always a happy event. Some great blue heron should be showing up now that the fish have lost their winter stupor sufficiently to offer some competition. The heron would have found the fish to be much easier prey a few weeks ago. But where’s the sport in that?