IN THE SPRING,

A boy’s fancy turns to fishing, a young man’s fancy turns to love, and an old man’s fancy turns to sailing. Hawks glide on thermals in the sky. Purple martins arrive from Brazil but I don’t know why. Yellow finches are back from who knows where.  Ducks quack on the lake and bird songs are in the air.  Lilac’s fragrance is wafting on the breeze. Bright sunshine warms my skin. I wonder where to begin. Clean the garage? Mow the grass? No, I will hang the hammock and rest my ass. It is time to meditate about the season. Spring is here and it is pleasin!

Another thing I love about spring, is putting up flags. Colorful flags flying in the wind are marvelous to behold. State, country, university, and officer flags tell stories that are never too old to be told. On my water front I fly flags for the U.S.A., Michigan, Michigan State University, and Yacht Club Past Commodore. They make a magnificent show!