Spring is like a perhaps hand   by E. E. Cummings III Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window,into which people look(while people stare arranging and changing placing carefully there a strange thing and a known thing here)and changing everything carefully spring is like a perhaps Hand in a window (carefully to and fro moving New and Old things,while people stare carefully moving a perhaps fraction of flower here placing an inch of air there)and without breaking anything.

 Did you know that April is National Poetry Month?  I didn't (but I do now!)  It's a good month to choose, because spring brings out the poet in lots of us who don't normally write poetry.  Who wouldn't want to write a poem about a day like this that is practically a poem itself?  Here's a lovely little ee cummings poem to start you off.

We had a visit from a hungry bear last night!  (That's a sign of spring -- the bears are awake and hungry!)  He (or she) went into the little building we have that keeps our recycling, compost and garbage and knocked over the bins and pushed one into my car and then sat on my car's trunk and selected tasty tidbits from the garbage!  We are now trying to think of a better way of securing the little building, because we don't want bears to think they can get an easy meal from our garbage.  Remember!  A fed bear is a dead bear!  When they think that humans can provide a source of food, they get habituated to us and aren't as afraid of us as they should be and then they risk becoming a "problem bear", which is a death sentence for them. I don't think bears are as much of an issue in Richmond as they are in Port Moody, but other animals, like raccoons and crows, like garbage, too, and you don't want them feeding on your scraps and making a mess in your yard and all over your street.

Enjoy this lovely spring day!  Go for a walk and listen to the birds.  That's a sure way to feel connected to the natural world!