Rainy. Light green dusting of pollen covering my car. Rhubarb is starting to grow. Sound of a cowbird in the lower field. The aspen trees are unwrapping themselves in their early spring color of bright emerald green. I'm always reminded this time of the year of the Wizard of Oz, and the pilgrimage to the Emerald City. In May, the state of Vermont is the Emerald Country.
The cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter
The green fields sleep in the sun.
William Wordsworth
Zen page a day calendar
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