May 7: Grandmother

If my grandmother were still alive, today would be her 102nd birthday. Also, she'd have been thrilled that the Kentucky Derby was on her birthday; we loved to watch the horse race together each year.

 

Your view's hidden by fog

but some mayflowers still bloom

on your birthday.

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May 6: Signs of spring

After getting ice cream cones

we crack car windows

to hear the peepers.

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May 5: Spring ephemera

maples' first flush of buds

favorite Stones song blasting

it's over so fast

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May 4: Afternoon tea

Visit with an ailing friend:
first tea, then whiskey,
because why not?

May 3: Spring lawn

One by one my cat devours

spring's first clumps of grass--

oh, to eat this green!

 

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May 2: Before the rain

With pending rain, I decided today's walk needed to be faster than my usual slog up Mount Battie. So I hit the trail at Beech Hill Preserve, which is less steep, and tried to hurry. But then I ran into my friend Brian, who walks there daily; he'd had similar thoughts about trying to beat the rain. (He posts a bird report every day from Beech Hill, in poetry form in the past few weeks.) So I spent more time than I'd planned, in the drizzle, but I didn't mind. And I don't think he did either.

Fast morning hike
trying to beat the rain
til I run into an old friend.

May 1: From the mountaintop

Bay so calm this morning

we could walk on water

from here to Blue Hill.

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