Joe Bollech captures a photo of a tiny yellow crocus.  How many of these are there in the U.P.?

Joe Bollech captures a photo of a tiny yellow crocus. How many of these are there in the U.P.?

This day contained miracles.  I suppose every day comes filled to the brim with miracles, but today they announced themselves loudly.  Everywhere I walked outside the Miracles announced themselves.

The first picture isn’t even mine.  Chatting with my friend Sue earlier in the day, she admitted the spotting of daffodil near her house.  Really?  A daffodil??  I said the hunt was on for crocuses, as a certain friend (yes, Margo, it’s you) had suggested the crocuses should be blooming.  I was beginning to think Margo might be dreaming, as she now lives down in Arizona.  But, sure enough, Sue decided to go look on the hill behind her house.

You see the results!  Her husband received the job of conducting the photo shoot and emailing Spring’s delightful crocus peeking up from the earth.  He sent a white flower bulb, as well.  Now isn’t that a miracle?

Sap popsicle

Sap popsicle

The second miracle occurred immediately after leaving the house.  A sap icicle dripped from a tree branch, maybe six inches long.  I tasted the sweet icicle (better than any popsicle let me tell you!) before it dropped to the ground.  Believe me, I was on my hands and knees looking for it.  Only a small piece the size of a nickel remained.  Oh how sweet it was!

Doesn't that look like a bird, maybe an eagle, etched in stone?

Doesn't that look like a bird, maybe an eagle, etched in stone?

Walking slowly down the road toward the Eagle Pond. The above rock suddenly announced its very own Miracle.  Wow, who etched that bird on its face shining for us all to see?  Probably a road grader or bulldozer, as it rested on the edge of the road.  My heart smiled, wanting to show it to all of you.

The Eagle Pond is my name for a lovely little pond down at the end of the road.  An elderly neighbor recently shared that she calls it Timmy’s pond because her grandson used to fish there when he was a kid.  They would wonder “Where’s Timmy?” and it turned out he was always fishing at the pond. I’ve decided the eagle’s own rights to the pond’s name it, as they spend the most time there these days.

Eagle fluff just blowin' in the wind

Eagle fluff just blowin' in the wind

You see from the photo above that the eagle left a bit of his (or her) fluff as a tiny Miracle.  In later summer, they’ll drop long black feathers or majestic white tail feathers to the ground.  Each one is a gift to the Universe.  I like to sit next to the sacred feathers and express gratitude, or pray, or admire the quill and tiny network of feathers.  What gorgeous clothes the eagles wear.

Ice-encased branches over rushing stream

Ice-encased branches over rushing stream

Twenty steps away from the eagle fluff, heading toward the running stream, already plotting how to cross it without falling in, another gasp rose involuntarily.  What beautiful ice formations!  The photos refused to capture the shimmering icy look of it.  I’ve rarely seen such thick branch-icicles. 

How many more Miracles can fit in a single blog?  How about two more? 

Language of pine needles and bits of cone on snow

Language of pine needles and bits of cone on snow

OK, maybe you won’t count this pine needle photo as a Miracle.  But I do!  It felt like calligraphy in some weird way.  Of course, I was thinking about calligraphy all day since visiting Salah’s blog and seeing how she’d captured a calligraphy shot out of simple aluminum shards.  Hers looks like real calligraphy, but this photo felt strangely like it was telling a story.  And if you stared at all the needles and cones long enough, you’d know.  (Look around Salah’s blog; she has lots of great nature shots!  I’m sure she won’t mind if you linger.)

And finally, our Grand Finale!  How about a leaf etched in mud?  It’s almost like art.  I love it, how ’bout you?

Leaf etched in mud.  OK, is anyone else excited about this?

Leaf etched in mud. OK, is anyone else excited about this?

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