A Cow's Spring

                                                          No memory lingers

                                                          Of mud's misery, of dry hay,

                                                          Nor of snow and ice.

                                                          Warm in the Eternal Now,

                                                          The cows graze, gorging on Spring.   

 

 And speaking of grazing . . . the Obamas, who are vacationing in Asheville this weekend, made an excellent choice for good barbecue . . . they also went hiking . . . I keep wishing they'd stop by and set a spell on the porch.