This is Petunia

This is Petunia.  She lives here now, well, maybe, kinda sorta.

Friday past I watched the dance of the rascally and randy rabbits. Two males sparred for her attention, bouncing off the fence, the stone wall, the gate; and literally tore up the beds in their battle royale to win her hand, paw, while she sat quite comfortably in an euonymus happily trimming the plant for me.  Wasn't that sweet of her.  Her attitude towards the lads was “meh, me needs food first” and rarely glanced at the joust.

I haven't seen any of them since, but that doesn't mean they aren't around.  As I turned the bed on Saturday I found a comfy looking nest of bunny fur.  So either one of the lads got a bit rough or she decided this was a perfect place to raise wee baby bunnies.  And that in itself would be interesting.  I'm already having visions of the babies and the frogs playing Marco Polo in The Pond.  Time will tell ;)

Spring - Haiga

sun warms earth

providing the push

life begins 

I am thrilled that I found life in the garden today.  My heart couldn't be warmer and my smile larger. Life renewed once again.     :)

Waking to the past

showers dissipate banks of snow

seeping into thawing earth

providing moisture to overwintered seeds

breaking hardened skins from year past

dawn awakens not with the sun

but with glorious bird song heralding

warmth and life, thought long dead

now released from winter past

my eyes watch a pileated woodpecker

sounding out the phone pole, while robins

feast on fermented apples hanging on

from the bountifulness of autumn past

shoots of bulbs waiting for warmer days

begin their ascent from earth, pale green tips

poke through wet earth heeding suns call

to wake and spread as in spring past

eyes open wide and nostrils flare

with scent of earth and birds on wing

in the garden, while trees bud stretch and yawn

and soon nature will live echoing summer past