I am reminded of the words of e e cummings. I was just sitting on the screen porch reading
The Selfish Gene. The sunset over Northgate Park was lovely. It’s wonderful to be able to work outside a bit in the evenings after work. I’ve said it before, but Spring in North Carolina is sublime.

And now, one of the few things I recall from junior high.

in just-

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame baloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it’s
spring
and

the

goat-footed

baloonMan whistles
far
and
wee

e e cummings

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