July 20, 2017

Garden Carol – December 2011

First published in the Bangor Daily News in December 2011

The longstanding, short-sighted tradition of my Instamatastic Garden Carols continues by ripping through that delightful-but-not-applicable-in-most-of-Maine-at-this-time melody “Winter Wonderland.”

The eighth installment was inspired by the frenzy of gray tree frogs that littered the yard — one on the deck and one in the wee pop-up greenhouse — livening up the staid drudgery of work amongst the shrubbery.

Yeah, this rhyming stuff is fun when you get going.

So hitch up your overalls, snap down your suspenders and hang onto your hat. I give you “Vernal Pool of Frogs.”

Apologies — in spades — to Felix Bernard and Richard B. Smith. And thanks for the inspiration.

Happy holidays, caroling readers.

Garden Carol - December 2011

Pineo Photo Illustration - Garden Carol - December 2011

“Vernal Pool of Frogs”

Tree frogs sing, are you listening,
In the spring, leaves are whispering,
A beautiful sound
Of rain coming down,
Wandering by a vernal pool of frogs

Smell the earth as it wakens,
Then the yard has the makings
Of paradise north
Bringing plants forth,
Tripping ‘round the vernal pool of frogs

In the garden, I’ll construct a trellis
That the beans will later pull right down.
I’ll say, “Am I worried?”
Then sigh, “No man,”
For it would take much more for me to frown.

At midday, I’ll perspire
When the cart sticks in mire.
To feel some dismay
And then disarray,
Falling in a vernal pool of frogs.

In the garden, I can hear the bees hum.
Then mosquitoes start to bite my legs.
You’ll feel blessed for all the many tree frogs
To keep those pesky skeeters far away.

When it’s spring, ain’t it thrilling?
For your health, you are willing
To slave days away,
Then off you go play,
Romping by a vernal pool of frogs.