Romancing the Pond

Wine and Roses

Pale Yellow and Delicate Pink

Poe and Snickerdoodles

My Cupid

My dashing hero drives in from Moses Lake, delicate yellow roses tinged with pink in one hand and a cheap bottle of red wine in the other.

I greet him at the door with freshly baked snickerdoodles and a Valentine. Brats are in the oven and potatoes are frying up in the pan.

The whining dogs try to hop up to give us both kisses, reminding us that this is a day of love, a day that should be every day. Love is the highest law, the ultimate gift of giving of ourselves. Love is patient, love is kind. Love is a smile at a stranger, a hug for a friend.

Romance will soon begin on the pond once all the migratory birds flock this way in search of mating grounds. The bull-frogs will start up by April and by May their sonorous sounds will fill the evening air like bad tuba-players.

Love is on its way. But we can be kind to one another every day, beyond spring's promise of romance.

But tonight, it's just me and my Cupid...and a couple of dogs!