Soggy Spring Days

Well, It’s been gloomy and damp around the pond of late. Nonetheless, the fresh new colors of spring promise brighter days ahead. The local critters have taken the weather in stride. A small cadre of deer make a daily foray through the front yard. No doubt casing my lovely bride’s budding azaleas for a nocturnal raid. They reduced these to pitiful stubs of their former glory during the winter. Much to her dismay. An annual phenomenon, I might add. The more things change, the more they stay the same. The leaves have come out in full force and the mountain views have disappeared. We’re now enclosed in a cocoon of verdant green. The mountains will turn green from bottom to top as spring makes its gradual way. The pond has had frequent visits from ducks, mostly mallards. They observe the damp weather with utter disregard. Nor have I heard any complaints from the fish. The bird feeder has been retired for the summer since Smokey burgled it. Arrogant cad. We miss the birds, but it’s time to send them on their own now that food is ample. Chuck, our local woodchuck (you can see that we really strained to come up with a name) has been busy, rain or no rain. He’s probably happy to leave the confines of his winter lair. Me too.