Sunday, March 8, 2015

Willow Cats

Springtime arrived in February this year. Warmer than usual and pretty dry. No roaring lion this March - it arrived mellow as a little kitty cat.  The huge old pussy willow in the yard is a blossom with pollen and inviting all the bees around to take some home.

There are pussy willows
Clad in furry goods,
And a robin singing
In the maple woods.
There's a springing crocus,
And a budding larch,
Who'd ever think the Springtime
Came along in March. 


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