Tree branches still clack when the wind blows; thick frost sparkles on rooftops; the wind chills like ice. Winter still has a grip on us here in northwestern Ontario, in the middle of Canada. Spring has teased us with a few warm sunny days, even mild rainy ones but yesterday when I fed the birds, the breeze chiseled through my clothes and made me shiver and hurry. That's when I noticed this one lone maple key on the back deck. Its skeletal wings reminded me of the bony last grips of winter.
As soon as I took the photo of the maple key, my cat Spook ('little cat' in some of my haiku) pounced on it, batted it up into the air, leapt to catch it then tumbled off the deck (mere inches) with it between her paws. Then she bolted round and round the bottom of the deck. A pudgy cat possessed!
We may not always feel it but spring is definitely in the air. Just ask Spook.
May sunshine warm your bones today.
Welcome! I'm Sue Blott: a writer of all things, a poet at heart, mom, wife, daughter, step-mom, grandma, tea drinker, tai chi-er, mystic, artist, dreamer...and now a blogger! This is my world.