How can it be that a whole month has passed since my last post? The flow of energy changes. Different things come to occupy your time.
The late March sun is more than a match for the snow that fell yesterday. In the most sun exposed spots the ground is bare. Melt water tinkles in the gutters and downspouts, and flows down the street.
In the park I noticed twinned tulip poplars. Here are a couple of them.
