Thoughts for a Spring Friday

Growing up, I belonged to a choir that performed a series of eecummings poems that had been set to music. One of my favorites was a spring poem which I'm sure will be familiar to many of you called In Just. I won't contaminate it by writing it out here, but I encourage you to read the full version in all its formatting glory on The Poet's Corner.

One word combination always sticks with me from that lovely poem:  puddle-wonderful.  What a great reminder of the beauty of spring, and the...