Where Are You?

Where are you.  This winter was long.  And quiet.
Even the Loons left early.
Then the snows came.  And came.  Thirteen feet covered the forest floor and banked up my stone sides.
Where are you?
It's May.  You are late.  Things need doing.  And fixing.
Shutters have failed.  There is a leak in the upstairs bathroom.
The Chickadees are here.  The daffodiles are up.  The grass has sprung.  The Lilacs are blooming.
Where are you?
The mice ran amok all winter.