Purple Henbit in Greening Pasture along Doe Creek

Greening Hackberry

Hackberry Leaves Ready to Unfurl

The great flocks of Canada Geese
and Snow Geese have gone.
Redbud trees are blooming!
In addition to the baby grasshopper,
we’ve see the first wasp,
the first tick,
lots of flies
and a mosquito that stood
a quarter-of-an inch tall on a friend’s arm.
Oklahoma Mesonet
reports this March could be one of the warmest,
if not the warmest on record.
Normally, we’re not due a last frost until
April 15,
which, at this point,
would be terribly hard on the plants.
The climatologists at Mesonet
advise not worrying about a late freeze
at this point,
(or trying to predict summer’s weather,
though they admit that after last summer
and this warm winter,
there is some trepidation.)
They advise: simply enjoy the early spring.

I enjoy
the soft, warm, humid air.
For two nights now,
the bedroom window has been open
all night.
I enjoy the leaves unfurling
on the giant Hackberry trees.
I enjoy pastures
flowering with purple Henbit.
I enjoy
jillions of tadpoles
in the little fish pond
next to the porch.
And the small flock of Goldfinch
and the four House Wrens
that remain
and come to the feeders.
I enjoy the birdsong.
It’s actually noisy around here these days,
as Red-Winged Blackbirds, Grackle,
Cowbirds, Doves, Kildere, Meadowlarks,
Cardinals call and sing all day long;
Woodpecker drums.
Much of the day,
the guinea fowl,
who get themselves
on either side of the fences,
squawk at each other.
Rooster, bustling around the alpaca pasture
with his flock,
crows now and then.

I am enjoying spring.
But honestly,
the extraordinarily hot, dry summer
last year,
followed by a warm winter
and now a very early spring,
gives one pause.
Yes, enjoy we must—
and
take notice.