Meditation in Flowers

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers. 
Basho

During my morning run up Skinner's Butte and along the Willamette river in Eugene, Oregon, nature explodes in colors.  The robins tease and will not pose.  An eagle lands on a log in the middle of the river then flies parallel to my route. 

Nature clowns in flower faces

 I applaud with gratitude for this spring day.