Winter would not let go...

Ms. Muse and I hadn't seen Demeter for quite awhile so we were going to surprise her the other morning with coffee and bagels.

Spring was a long time coming this year as Winter held on to its last long death rattling breath. Just what were we thinking??????????? Why we would have found her in her kitchen was beyond us. Of course she was out in the fields planting her crop of wheat.

We met her on the back 40 and she stopped plowing when she saw us. We had a morning picnic sitting in the fresh turned earth, and enjoyed each others company for the hour, sipping coffee and nibbling on the bagels.