March is a duplicitous month here in the midwest. Walking through downtown Minneapolis today was a melody of seasonal sensations as the sun warmed and the wind cooled. It reminded me of springtime walks I used to take to the creek in the woods on our land. I wrote a poem about it.
Creative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated activist, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She writes here occasionally to drop nuggets of wisdom she picks up along her way. You can read her poems and posts by clicking and exploring below!