April

April Sunset, Atchison, KS, 2010

April Sunset, Atchison, KS, 2010

Song of a Second April by Edna St. Vincent Millay

APRIL this year, not otherwise
Than April of a year ago
Is full of whispers, full of sighs,
Dazzling mud and dingy snow;
Hepaticas that pleased you so
Are here again, and butterflies.

There rings a hammering all day,
And shingles lie about the doors;
From orchards near and far away
The gray wood-pecker taps and bores,
And men are merry at their chores,
And children earnest at their play.

The larger streams run still and deep;
Noisy and swift the small brooks run.
Among the mullein stalks the sheep
Go up the hillside in the sun
Pensively; only you are gone,
You that alone I cared to keep.

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Hanging outside in the springy weather (finally!) with the squirrels. (I think his posture may indicate that he’s rather comfortable around me at this point…).

Atchison, KS, April, 2010

Atchison, KS, April, 2010

Sunset by Rainer Maria Rilke

Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth.

leaving you, not really belonging to either,
not so hopelessly dark as that house that is silent,
not so unswervingly given to the eternal as that thing
that turns to a star each night and climbs-

leaving you (it is impossible to untangle the threads)
your own life, timid and standing high and growing,
so that, sometimes blocked in, sometimes reaching out,
one moment your life is a stone in you, and the next, a star.

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“I live in my dreams — that’s what you sense. Other people live in dreams, but not in their own. That’s the difference.” -Hermann Hesse, Demian

(I just finished reading Hesse’s “Demian” last week — adding it to my list of favorite books of all time. It was pretty amazing.)

Bald Eagles

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I think I died and went to eagle heaven today. It was reported that there were more than 100 bald eagles roosting at Bean Lake in Rushville, MO, and in somewhat disbelief, I headed over there.. and it was true. These three I was able to walk right up to the trees that they were sitting in. Pretty amazing. More photos to come..

Weather Report

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Today was a far cry from Monday in terms of the weather.. I love it either way. It’s winter — I’ll take all the snow I can get. This squirrel was braving the freezing wind while waiting for me to lay out some sunflower seeds. Animals are so much better equipped for the weather than us humans.