Today a little snow falls outside my Wisconsin window. In addition to the snowdrops, I saw this week that tiny daylily plants are just beginning to grow. Birds sing in the yard.
I recall this poem:
in a field of snow
Published in This World: Haiku Society of America 2013 Members’ Anthology, edited by Carolyn Coit Dancy. More information about the members’ anthologies may be read here.
This is a post from March 23, 2015, Fields And Trees:
Karl and I noticed that some people in the area are beginning to tap their maple trees. We also noticed how the fields vary. We’ve seen some fields plowed in the fall, with large chunks of soil ready to be turned over as the fields are prepared for spring planting. In other fields, there are dried cornstalks and corn stubble. And in others, the corn stubble has been cut to the earth. The seagulls fly to the fields when they are plowed, and I’ve seen them in fields other times too.
cold winds in March –
each month has
its own character