3.18.16 All along the way

     Down by the farmer's fields, the wind was gusty, with some roar to it , as it crashed through the forest . A beautiful skunk with a broad white stripe and a limp was making its way across the road down a bit from us, and seemed to be intent upon meals that lay in the thick of the field.
     A truck lumbered by, but swerved, and left the small creature alone . Another car came by, and managed to do the same. I could see that finally, they were safe and left alone.
     I hustled Dante down down the dirt road to evade the skunk, as I pulled up my collar, and wished for my hat.
     All along the winter corn were tiny hoof prints of young deer, precise and curved, who had come by to feed in the night.
     In the oasis of trees midfield was a large flock of Starling, whistling and clicking and keening to each other , so lovely a piece that I had to stop and watch them in their delight, beneath the azure skies and the thick beautiful clouds.
     The dirt road was covered with glistening tiny black slugs of all ages, the fields showing signs of new burrowing by awakened woodchucks , whose luxurious brown pelts turn golden by summer's end.
     It was a walking day, not for running, but we threw the ball and visited down by the wind rippled water's edge, glad, after some difficult days, for the respite of Spring's beginning.