Spring musings

It’s hard to know

If spring is really here

New England is one of those places

Where frost lines the ground

But by noon it’s 50 and sunny

I’ve always said 

Spring really only starts when the flowers start to bud

And green shows itself again

But in Puerto Rico

Green stays all year

The palm trees sway 

The invasive pines invade

Parcha a mix of orange and yellow

In my glass every day

In Puerto Rico

It’s just dry season 

Rainy season

And hurricane season

At least in Vermont

We don’t get the last season mentioned above

I love spring

The birds start singing again

Small animals start popping their heads up into the world

Summer is so close and school is almost over

Spring smells of fresh earth

Smiling after a long nap under a grey cold sky

In my opinion 

Spring is the best season

And Puerto Rico

I’ll just visit you when it’s cold 

Outside my front door