it may be spring

digging wild strawberries and
picking up
cans,
debating the sociology of Coors and
Keystone and whether
genetic mutation
is the reason 

for twins and groupings
of muddy bottles in snow melt.

something has scratched around
the base 

of a bug-ridden 

snag.

all the while,my friend's dog
chases the same rabbit
around and around
and pretends
we are wearing
cloaks of invisibility
when called.
a stellars jay pretends to be a begging
redtail babe. all this and a three-weeks
great
horned
owl.