IN SNOW TINGED with dirt, a curled brown maple leaf lies, a remnant of autumn lingering in this month of February.
Above, the sun flares against a blue sky bordered by bare branches.
Below, laundry hangs on the line. Drying at forty degrees.
I delight in it all—heat of the sun, fence line shadowed on a dwindling snow pack, ice melt dripping from gutters, long johns on clothesline, interior kitchen door flung open. All hold the hope of spring in a Minnesota winter that seems always too cold, too snowy, too long.
© Copyright 2018 Audrey Kletscher Helbling