Scratched

The RP's and I turned the corner

and there sat a snowshoe hare

right in the middle of the road

 He just wouldn't move

Not concerned about the car at all

So out came the camera

I crept forward to drive past on the left

Still he sat there

Until finally he turned and

Ran up the road

With me driving slowly behind

Until he finally decided to pop into the woods

Then the next morning a loon watched

from the safety of the basin

as the RP's and I walked the dike.

Oh, and Thursday's art class

dealt with reflections

And on Friday

Mark and Donna

took possession of their first home

So exciting for them

Six months of my life in a tangled pile

or a long, long road

or perhaps a curled scroll.

Six months is long enough

so I've started a new scroll

for July 1st.