spring scurry

We neighbors are scurrying,

ok we're getting older so we don't scurry as fast.

But we scurry nevertheless

with our shovels and hooley-hoes (as Lynn calls them)

and bags of organic matter and mulch.

One of us pulls in our drive, throws open the back hatch

and the others of us ooh and ahh

over the fresh-from-the-nursery

burst of greenery and color:

impatiens, petunias, lavender, thyme and gerber daisies.

It's spring on our street

and how we love to scurry

and turn the earth

and plant new perennials,

 placing them all just so.

And giving in to just a few annuals

for color.