What can I say, I press “Publish” and my post goes up, amateur snapshots and all. An hour or so later I open my email to discover the weekly Michigan Pic from Babs Young:
Babs is better.
On the other hand, she is persuaded, based on that very view, that spring is still a long way off. Miss Sadie, the Cowboy and I walked along that same stretch of beach a day later, and we are persuaded that some kind of corner has been turned.
When I thanked Babs for the photo, I told her Glass half full, Babs! I promise! At least until some @#$#% comes along and spills it. No use pretending it can’t happen. Mama Nature is nothing if not erratic. But we are holding onto the half-full glass with both hands and walking very carefully along the beach, watching the spring runoff flow into the Bay, watching the ice mountains crumble and melt.
Today’s snow is falling in the form of rain. Drop by drop the glass is filling.