Moments

Magnolia Blossoms

Last week’s snow fell, fortunately, lightly, to spring spiders’ draped cords, hanging.
A lively, green backdrop to crystals--so strange.
As if, at once, both winter and spring shared one space. For a moment.


In the shallow edge of Little Pond pool, where blossoms have turned to keys on bare branches, last year’s fallen leaves fade--red to black, in clear water.
Until the new and green rounds out their forms, they are both here, and not.

Maple Keys above

Fallen Leaves in Water
Red Maple, Acer rubrum

While in the woods, quietly resting, in the oak leaf-lined basin of Wood pool, dark tannin-stained water hides the masses of eggs. Soon larval salamanders will feed here, this pool overflowing with mosquitoes wriggling, tail upward at the surface.

Spotted Salamander egg masses
(look like potatoes on bottom of pool)

Mosquito larvae at surface
(click to enlarge)

This intricate puzzle of days,
layer upon layer,
fingers laced so perfectly, together,
lays moment upon moment.

Keys of Red Maple, Acer rubrum

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