these two branches were in my back yard.  two ordinary saplings forever joined.  i find it curiously compelling.  like marriage.

last night from our kitchen window we stood in silence and watched as six (!) mallard drakes vied for the attention of one pestered hen. this morning we woke to seven deer in the back yard, four of them beddded-down enjoying the first real warmth of the season.  i am very grateful to live where i do, even if spring occasionally arrives a month late.

saint paul, minnesota