Poem In Your Pocket

I found this interesting fact at Bobbi's Place, Almost There.

Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day! (Click words to find information.)

Today's forecast was rain. It did rain,
but not until this evening after 6:00 P.M.
That's okay with me!

First, the poem.
Then, the events of the sunny, warm morning!


Spring
by Karla Kuskin

I'm shouting
I'm singing
I'm swinging through trees
I'm winging sky-high
with the buzzing black bees.
I'm the sun
I'm the moon
I'm the dew on the rose.
I'm a rabbit
Whose habit
Is twitching his nose.
I'm lively
I'm lovely
I'm kicking my heels.
I'm crying, "Come dance"
to the freshwater eels.
I'm racing through meadows
Without any coat
I'm a gamboling lamb
I'm a light leaping goat
I'm a bud
I'm a bloom
I'm a dove on the wing.
I'm running on rooftops
And welcoming spring!

Yesterday, I mentioned I was going to move "the chunks." That's what I did, and I have the photos to prove it! ;-)

This is where I stopped. I ran out of time AND energy.
I'll try not look outdoors tomorrow.
I'm leaving for the weekend, and have many loose ends to tie.

This is today's photo of the fellow that hibernated under the sedum. ;-)

This is a close-up of the (lone) hyacinth.Here's the little pond I sank last Spring.
Obviously, it needs to be cleaned.
After removing the top layer of Fall leaves, look what I found!
Some green-ness to a couple of water hyacinths.
I really don't know that they'll live,
but I'll leave the whole kit-'n-kaboodle here
until Sunday afternoon.
And now a warning about the following video:
I didn't really take it for viewing, so close your eyes.
That way, you won't have to turn your monitor sideways to watch it.
AND, you'll be able to hear the bird sounds,
which is the reason I bothered
to make this video in the first place!
(Did you hear the red-bellied woodpecker?)
:-)

Still not shady around here!
Just a little silliness. ;-)