Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
They await us, the small wild creatures of the forest, wise in their ways of survival and swiftly attuned to opportunities, knowing every position of every cache we leave behind, doling out their peanut treats, even on occasion sharing them with chickadees and nuthatches,while crows observe curiously, from above.
This is another extraordinary day of no clouds lidding the sky, with full sun exposure and a kindly dispositioned breeze. Trees have begun their leafing-out process, the maples, poplars, willows, ash, birch and bass, while oak, sumac and hawthorne yet hesitate.
The understory bracken quickens, so too canes of raspberry, blackberry; gooseberry and hazelnut bushes. Bedding grasses have initiated their lush, soon-fragrant appearance on the forest floor, along with colonies of lilies-of-the-valley, foam flower, woodland violets and dandelions.
We lope along, the fragrance of spring releasing tensions, bringing us back into the world of nature. We breathe the essence of our woodland surroundings, their soul-cleansing affirmation of our place in that vibrant landscape. It lies at the heart of our very existence, refusing to be waylaid.
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