Thursday, April 17, 2008
The snow melt has all the rivers high but not overflowing. This is the Webb River which flows from Webb Lake near Mt. Blue into the Androscoggin River in Dixfield. Webb Lake is often mentioned in books by Bernd Heinrich.
Today I walked to the post office without a coat and in my sneakers. At a house between here and there I saw a lady raking her flower bed from a wheelchair.
It reminded me of another moment in early spring a few years ago when I passed a house and was startled to see a woman half laying, half sitting in her flower bed attached to an oxygen tank and weeding her flower bed.
The desire to be outside and touch spring is powerful.