Our family used to go picnic here for the day. We'd put our watermelon in the cool creek to get it cold. It was a miracle to 7 year old me that I could stand in actual dinosaur footprints. Still is, come to think of it. Hope with all the rain we've had this summer that it will fill back up.
Dinosaur Prints at Dinosaur Valley State park, Glen Rose, TX on the Paluxy River.
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Good start. Fence out back, done. Grading and fill on the house sides, done.
Driveway expansion, done.
New front fence, done. Leo is going to stain and seal it in 30 days. The wood needs to sit first.
Next: Paint the garage to match the house.
Repaint all shudders hunter green. They're fading.
Deck to be installed by side garage door.
Deck to be redone in front of the house.
New garage barn-style doors.
Steps to be redone in the backyard.
*Pavers with a couple step downs will be installed by front gate. They will connect with the pavers already in the yard. Kind of a paver landing by the front gate and then again where they'll meet with the current paver path.
That will make it less of a slope for walking down the yard on snowy days.
Today I'm moving my hydrangea and seeding the lawn. The lawn needs help, but it has had a lot of traffic on it, so all in good time.
I'm also throwing grass seed at the edge of the woods where the water pretty much drowned everything.
The beavers are still gone, but ...
Early morning bird song is one of my favorite parts of being up early, and this morning's songs did not disappoint -
Spring (Again)
Michael Ryan
The birds were louder this morning,
raucous, oblivious, tweeting their teensy bird-brains out.
It scared me, until I remembered it's Spring.
How do they know it? A stupid question.
Thank you, birdies. I had forgotten how promise feels.
About this poem
"In an uncollected early essay called 'Vorticism,' Ezra Pound wrote that things juxtaposed 'create their own relationship'- a technique which poets since have taken to the bank and sometimes robbed it blind. 'Spring (Again)' presents a pretty straightforward narrative for three lines then spends the last two lines in the speaker's mind. I hope the relationships are clear. The speaker is, as Emily Dickinson said, 'not me, but a supposed person.' I hope he's a little funny as well as sad. After a winter like the recent one, people may need cheering up." -Michael Ryan
About Michael Ryan
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