April 26, 2011

I started the day with a walk, a dog and a little rain.  These three companions were the day's frame it turned out.  Easy to look back--a pair, four feet and wet.  Tracks were left and then erased, sounds were lifted and carried away.  The snowy egret had not arrived, the Great Blue Herons were still in their nest tree in Midway, dreamy and wet with their young.  Returning to the house, the dog and I sat quietly, dry, smelling like dew and day.