It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato. ~Lewis Grizzard

 

“Last night the geese came back,

slating fast
from the blossom of the rising moon down
to the black pond. A muskrat
swimming in the twilight saw them and hurried
to the secret lodges to tell everyone
spring had come.

And so it had.
By morning when I went out
the last of the ice had disappeared, blackbirds
sang on the shores. Every year
the geese, returning,
do this, I don't
know how.”

― Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Volume One