It's Spring!

Nature has outdone herself this spring.
As a perfectionist she has achieved
the perfect balance finally, the famed
Goldilocks formula whereby the
critic finds that her message lies
in the medium of her ordered universe
even in the infinitesimally minuscule
portion of that in which they reside
grateful for her reliability for not yet
has she ever relaxed her imperial
management of her creation. And so
this day has dawned absolute perfection
warm, balmy, sunny, breezy a little bit
of everything. And as we wander in
the woods along forest trails an utter
generosity of spring flowers erupted
from the leaf mass of the forest floor
arrests our attention just as the sight
of the scintillating rays of sun beaming
through the newly-leafed green canopy
illuminates spring's cornucopia of
shapes and colours and aromas from
blossoming trees. Who would not be
entirely enthralled by this spectacle?
Where rainwater sits in great ponds on
the floor of the forest incapable of any
longer absorbing the excess, perfect
habitat for mosquito larvae now matured
into ravenous pests alighting on bared
flesh as all nature's creatures celebrate.