最后的春天(Spring’s Here Finally)
  the waterfall behind our house at the lower end of lake edenwold is a thundering cascade of spring runoff from the melting snows of winter. it`s been a three-week drum roll leading up to today, when the cymbal will crash and the earth will arrive at that point in its orbit around the sun where it will be light for as many hours as it will be dark.
  today is really the celestial climax to a prelude whose crescendo has been growing now for a month in the forests and lakes all around us. beginning in late february and through the month of march on my saturday morning hikes through the lower highlands, i have watched spring slowly unfold before my eyes.a pair of hooded mergansers suddenly appeared on our lake earlier this month and i heard the unmistakable call of a wood duck. several thousand feet overhead, an enormous, migratory flock of canada geese undulated like strands of limp black thread suspended against a steel gray sky; their wild honking clearly audible in spite of the flock`s altitude.
spring roll怎么读
  just a little more than one week ago, as i came to a place in the woods where the forest sud
denly yields to what is a wild flower meadow in the late spring and summer, the bare trees were filled with hundreds of red-winged blackbirds, their cacophonous chatter filling the otherwise still morning air. it was an eerie harbinger of spring, reminiscent of the alfred hitchcock movie “the birds.” later that same afternoon, a small flock of cedar waxwings, another migratory species of songbirds stopped for a rest in a nearby tree only two blocks from our house.
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