Spring!

 

The-Elm and The-Oak

Spring! - - - Ahh!...winter-s-end! Warming! Showers! Ahh!

 

The blue-gill red-ear –spawn! Oh! And, wild-Morels!

 

Over 7+ decades, outside of sleep-time, I tend

to-spend about half of waking-hours out-of-doors!

 

The Independent-Individual enjoys “private”-time! Ahh!

 

In late-April, at the far south-end of our-farm, I spied a huge

elm-tree shed of-bark and bleached-white like a medical

school laboratory-human-skeleton; large strips of bark

 littered the dead leaf covered forest-floor; spread among

the tree’s previous shell-covering - - - 32 yellow morels … Voila!

 

Sure-enough! Reckon-so! It’s like winning a “big”-lottery;

it really is a-lot of-fun - - -when…you-WIN! Amen!

 

Next to the dead-elm sprouting Morel-fungi stood a

huge white-oak, the trunk about a 3’-diameter! Ten-feet

away was a small, 15’ oak from one of the monster’s-acorns.

 

One-day, long after my own-demise, the ancient-oak will fall

 to the-eons of the-seasons and the-”sprout” will reign-supreme!

 

I sure do-enjoy Morels…and Spring!

 

Amen!