It rained, hailed, and rained some more. And then the sun shone, and the grass stood at attention to get its growing orders. The elms budded; the skunks came out to dance on the roads; the black tom cat came to visit the neighbor’s cat. The older neighborhood cat climbed a tree and declared the coming of spring. It can’t get much better than that.
The sun shone and Sutherlands put out potato and onion plants for sale. The bulbs donated from the Coors company flower beds came up and seemed to be considering their time of bloom. The entire flock of cardinals brushed across the tree tops to sing their songs while the purple finches chipped in chorus. The lake whirled under the wings of the sand hill cranes, the pelicans, and sea gulls. The ducks and geese kept looking north. The foals nudged their dams as the stallion snorted at passersby. It can’t get much better than that.
Puppies and kittens grace the month’s calendar page. “It’s the kitten month,” declares the child. “When can we walk in the rain?” asks another. “We can help plant the flowers,” one child assures us. “We can still roast marshmallows in the fire pit,” declares another. It’s that time of life, and it can’t get much better than this.