It’s sort of lovely around here today. Muddy, rainy, yes. But the birds are chirping their fool heads off and rain is not snow. So that is good.
Here’s a poem.
A little madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown —
Who ponders this tremendous scene —
This whole Experiment of Green —
As if it were his own!
– Emily Dickinson