Spring, She’s a Comin’.

 This morning in the park, a raccoon scurried across my path I stood watching as he gingerly climbed up a huge tree.

You can do it, you can do it, I said aloud, smiling at the sight of nature so near to me.

I look up and there’s another, a little smaller, waiting on a top branch.

When the bigger one made it up, they started kissing. Are my eyes deceiving me? No, they were smooching alright, and you never saw two tails wagging with such gusto.

Not even a Beagle who could have out-wagged these two.

I left smiling thinking, wow, spring is in the air…she’s sending out notices, finally.

Then I saw a group of squirrels gathered,   all eating, with one large one that seemed in charge. Maybe he was giving a brunch for his brethren, all staying put as I ran by unconcerned with my presence.

As I continued at my half gait, there was a hawk perched in a tree.

“Hey, remember me,” he said, “we met a few months back.”

“Of course,” I said, “how’ve ya been Mr. Hawk, it’s been a while.”

“You can call me Hawk. Well, ya know how winter is, cramps a bird’s style, but not for long cause the weather’s about to change.” 

“Yeah but remember Hawk, it’s still March.”

“And your point is?”

“March can, and has been, a tough month.”

“When will you stop underestimating Mother Nature? She really hates that ya know.”

He waved a talon as I,  rather than he, took flight and thought, okay, instead of doubt I’ll have faith.

Spring, she’s a comin’, hopefully along with my sanity.  🙂   

SB

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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17 Responses to Spring, She’s a Comin’.

  1. Sanity? What sanity? 🙂 The animals are active but no sign of frogs yet. Chipmunks are out in full force waving through windows to taunt my cats. Gotta love them.

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  2. I hadn’t missed your sanity. Sorry.

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  3. Patricia says:

    We have red-tail hawks that nest around here. Once in awhile one will sit on the balcony rail. The red-tails are not too big but there are marsh hawks that nest near the rivers and they are very big! They scare Jack big time when they visit.

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  4. You r right; March can be rough, but I think that Global Warming is catching hold and all of us East of the Mississippi are in for an early spring. My guess was this last 1/4″ snow we got is it for the year…we shall see. It may get cold, but, perhaps, ice and snow are done.
    Scott

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  5. micklively says:

    I hope you’re right. I’m fed up of snow. 😦

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  6. skinnyuz2b says:

    I love watching hawks and spotting them in trees, but wish they’d stay away from our home. They got one our small guinea hens two days ago. We feed the chipmunks (haven’t seen any yet this year), squirrels, and birds. My favorite are the ravens. They are such big babies afraid of their own shadow. My grandfather (dob 1875) used to have a pet crow. It would dive bomb anyone other than grandpa that walked near his perch atop the machine shed.
    Still searching for signs of spring up in the north country.

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  7. We have a domesticated skunk living under our shed, he walked out the other day as if he wanted to play fetch. Meanwhile, I just walked the fur babies and had my skin exfoliated by sleet at the same time … lol.

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