Back to the Falmouth Nature Preserve. Last time I took the Red Trail; this time I tried the Orange.
It’s late and I’m tired, so I’ll skip the chatter and give you what you want.
Spring snow on hemlock:
Hemlock and salt marsh in spring snowstorm:
Old oak leaves, salt marsh, yadda yadda:
Spring snow on last year’s beech leaves:
The snow blower and shovel will be calling my name early tomorrow morning.
Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote…
But first the shoures have to melt.