lenten journal: unseasoned

We drove up to Hartford for the Connecticut Flower Show today and were caught by surprise by light snowfall--enough to cover the ground and remind us of how little snow we have seen this winter, and send me to writing.

unseasoned

it will not make sense to most for me to say I have missed a real winter february has fallen away with nothing more than a dusting outlining the rocks and beds with a reminder of what we’ve missed what cold has come has not been bitter the shovels are still in the storeroom spring may still hold surprises but that will not make up for this lost season story-less almost other than its mildness even the groundhog didn’t see this coming

Peace, Milton