On summer mornings, the sun shines through the big window on the north side of my house.
It makes a bright spot on a closet door that creeps left to the wall next to the stairs.
It turns around and creeps back
and it disappears two months after the solstice.
It showed up yesterday morning and I might have seen it Saturday but it was cloudy and raining.
The catbird should be back in town and Saturday it should start calling.
I'm convinced the blue jays have a nest, I just don't know where.
My violets were blooming Friday morning on the eve of Passover.
My columbines are blooming.
My wild ginger, planted last fall, is starting to spread.
The chicory is coming up.
If my hydrangea survived the most recent frost, they'll bloom in a couple of months.
The pokeweed is showing, promising berries for the birds.
And I gotta cut the freaking grass. Again.
Yep, it's summer.
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