Spring cleaning

Spring cleaning? There is hardly any. A pear tree shed its last leaf. A squirrel observes last year nest: good enough. I'll wait for new foliage to grow, then I shall have some roof. There are still hills of snow sprinkled with black soot. Where that came from? A garbage man came and filled his truck. Bob is running his vacuum cleaner on the parking lot. Running? What? He has some kind machine with brushes. I can not observe him. He doesn't like it. Somebody took a cat litter I hid in the attic. I shall get new one and keep it in my car. Spring cleaning? There is hardly any. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2/28/2010