It may be raw and blustery despite the turn of the
season toward spring, but the warming sun mediates
between cold and wind and catkins can be seen
beginning to droop from wild hazelnut shrubs
along the forest pathways. Squirrels on the early
spring chase of mating, oblivious to the presence
of woodland interlopers, hawks returning to their
breeding grounds.The dun monopoly of spring has
overtaken the stark white-and-black of winter. Sap
is rising from tree roots to their crowns to remind the
deciduous forest it's time to renew their foliage.
On the forest floor remnants of winter's icepack linger.
The forest creek is awash with last fall's discarded
leaves and winter's fallen detritus. Robins fly over
the rushing water as it hastens to join a mighty river
downstream. Mallards stop over to rest on their reverse
migration heading to the northern boreal forests. A
territorial conversation between interrogating barred owls
alerts to a dispute. Wherever owls tend to roost and
nest the azure of the sky beyond the forest canopy hosts
outspread black wings, the rough caws of a murder of
crows revealing the presence of a haunted predator.
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