Just got back from my morning walk with Candy my dog and it is still very windy out there. In one sense, its good in that not a lot of people are out there. Oh, there are the die hards that are biking along the bike path (all ages) and some skate boarders listening to their IPhone music and dancing to it while they skate, and they manage to stay up and without falling over while they do it. Amazing...
Lots of fresh air and Candy took a stop at the river's edge to see if there was anything in the water of interest that she could bring home and bury in the back yard. Not today though, there was nothing for her to find. Not much wants to be out there lol.
SUMMER IS NIGH POEM
SUMMER IS NIGH When the sun breathes through the mist of the morning and the moon takes a step back from the horizon and the leaves poke out from the cold black sticks of the winter's leavings and the squirrels run up the trees. And the frost of the evening leave the low parts of the garden And the daffodils show up through the hard bleak ground And the tulips lift their blossoming heads And the blue jays flit from bough to bough. Know that summer is nigh Know that summer is nigh and the warmth is blooming Under the brush and the leaves dropped from last season. And the moving of the earth is a stirring And a brand new bud is growing. Know that summer is nigh And there is a breaking of a new story An awaking of a new dawning When the trees shall clap their hands. @cherylbrand

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