Look out the window,
and you see a sight fit for a picture post card.
The sky is THAT shade of blue that, when you see it, you wonder
if the photo has been retouched
because the blue is so intense and clear, the definition of pastel blue.

And the grass is green
and the forsythia is yellow,
and the magnolia blooms
have yet to fall off the tree branches. It's gorgeous.

Now, if only the water level would ease back down.
The spring thaw is in full force.
In my area we have some curled-up lengths of the Upper Charles River
and when I drive over the bridge, on Main Street,

I see the river over its banks and
covering the surrounding marshes,
like a great shallow lake.
God forbid it rises any higher!

If it rises any higher,
the road with my bridge
will flood in several low places,
and one nearby town
will turn into an isthmus, nearly inaccessible.