Burlington VT is a great town to walk around in. As long as there’s no ice or water of any sort. The sidewalks are, frankly, a mess. That means that entire stretches of pavement are better traversed with ice skates much of the year and in a raft for another good portion. Also, some sort of shielding from the tsunami in the wake of 4WD vehicles is recommended.
Today was my first walk to work in which I didn’t wish I had crampons handy.
First motorcyclists (and the very first one had nothing above his shoulders but a shit-eating grin) and first time noticing outdoor seating at the Radio Bean.
I should probably note that maybe two weeks ago I heard my first flock of geese.
First-of-the-season will probably be coming fast now. Almost made the first day with no ice on my walk today.
Garage door/window open at the O.P. and Radio Bean door ajar. Also, Neo-hippies tossing frisbees barefoot.While I’m at it, a couple weeks back I heard geese.
I didn’t have my camera. But today, as I drove down the long driveway of my new apartment, there… at the very end of rutted and icy hell-hole of a driveway was a fat, bardable robin. I didn’t hear him or her sing over the sound of ice crunching the bottom of the Hyundai. But the dear thing alighted to an ice-covered branch. The first robin of spring.
Today I saw my first blue jay of the 2007 season. I was standing outside the building in which my studio resides, watching the cottonwood seeds drift, thinking about how they look the perfect model of fairie movement and wishing I had the motivation to get a video recorder to catch that movement for reference material when the jay alighted on roof jutting out from where I stood and then alighted on the asphalt, near the edge of the grass, pecked at something in the grass, and flittered on beyond my field of view, around the corner to a tree perhaps by the mailbox and was gone. Gone for now.
