And the Wind Chimes Ring

Still almost freezing,

But the sun is shining bright

And the wind chimes ring.

Three small lumps of ice

Remain in front of my house:

Winter memories.

No snow in my yard;

Seems like all of a sudden,

(Or I didn't see.)

Susan emerges

Will wheelbarrow for her chores;

The cows are waiting.

This field was white

Only a day earlier--

Alchemy of Spring.

First wild chives of Spring

Spike up green by the roadside--

Flavor of April.

Harness on the tree--

Is it holding up the tree

Or just hanging there?

Wind in the forest

Announces its soft presence

With gentle rustling.

Woodpeckered dead tree

Now the host of many signs

Each with its message.