JanerBlog

Spring things.

Teeny baby beets pushing up through the squirrel-cratered soil.

The TAKTAKTAK TAKATAKA TAK TAK of the U of M marching band snare line's first spring practices out behind Yost. The sound carries a full mile, even over urban landscape.

First daffodils in front of the house.

Skies so blue and cloudless they seem unreal.

The overnight swell of buds on the maple trees.

The screech of tires and thud of heavy bass: lambs frisk and gambol, our neighbor cleans the dirt off his spinnaz, yo.