poetry and prose about place

spring comes to the Saint John River

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We have waited eagerly for spring here in New Brunswick. With late snow storms and temperatures still in the minus degrees Centigrade, my day lilies are just peeking through the grass at the edge of the snow.


There is still ice on the river with windrows showing the last snows …



but the ice is gradually receding, revealing vast strips of blue water …



Every year, my husband and I watch for our own harbinger of spring …. the return of the Canada geese to the river. We went for a drive last week to find many examples of geese feeding in the bare fields and along the river edges.


We saw geese in several fields along the way, but our best view was on a side road to one of the river’s many concrete wharves …



prediction of spring


necks of geese

are the steep upward

curve of charts showing:

—— longer , brighter days

——- larger areas of meltwater

——— warmer expressions of sun



Copyright 2017 Jane Tims

Written by jane tims

April 3, 2017 at 7:00 am

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