3.30.14 In Like A Lion?

Early Sunday morning, birds singing everywhere,

 the snow almost gone-the ground still frozen 

beneath late March mud. 

Buds on Forsythia and Beech and Maple slowly emerging. 

The daylight extending to 7 or 7:30 

so we've eagerly forgotten darkness at 4:30 already,

 so primed we are for

 warmth and growth and sandals and green and sun.

But first? 

Rain and mud and vacillating temperature 

and great surprises and boundless winds sweeping in 

and padding through. 

                                      Our whole 'in like a lion , out like a lamb' thing

                                             either lasted one day, or is delayed. 

                                                                                                                                                       We shall simply have to wait and see. 

While we relish the emergence of Spring.