Susan Carol Hauser

Peeping the Bog: March 28, 2014

In Bog-watching on March 28, 2014 at 7:37 pm

When I am in St. Paul, almost every weekend now, I get a muffin and hot tea at the Mississippi Market Food Co-op and drive down to the Randolph Street park under the High Bridge over the Mississippi River. This morning the sun was doing its thing on the water, dazzling the human eye, and I thought about the water at home, still in stasis, still unable to move, still potential water rather than water in fact. On my bay the damp circles, the yellow of old silk, I know are obscured again by deep temperatures and fresh snow. But this sun here, in St. Paul, this sun is climbing higher each day, like a kid climbing higher in a maple tree, not in a hurry, savoring each step up, resistance melting, the way snow and even ice yields to the sun, here and there.





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