In My Yard

Sunday Walk

You know I have to get my fix with an extended walk.  We had snow, sleet and rain Saturday with a killing frost Sunday morning and highs in the sixties during Sunday afternoon.

The tulips are wide open.

Grape hyacinths peek through grass.

The dogs played.

Along the creek I found the my first favorite large rock

and my second.

After a morning of laundry, dishes and dreary house hold chores, this was my reward. I did pay for it. I had to dig my shoe out of wetland and acquired a few scratches. Carrying a shoe, bleeding from briers, I walked to share my find with Marcy.  She thought the prize was well worth the trials.

The wild violets are beginning to bloom.

I believe Spring may have made it.

Looking Spring In The Eye

Marcy's many tulips were nodding their pretty heads

as the wind blew the bees away.

The family lilac survived.

For a time I had my doubts.

The flowering almond has crowded the Bridal's Wreath

while the second butterfly of the year

tasted the Money plant.

Fake Spring?

Monday was a short sleeved day. I gathered  some seeds. I had to plant whether it was the wrong sign or not. I planted pink cone flowers from seed I saved last year.  I planted sunflowers.

The tulips are out but I've seen them in snow before.

I certainly hope spring is here

but we still have snow.

In The Valley Spring Has Sprung...

Our poor cattle are grateful for the green. They broke into the barn for the last peanut hay bale and we have been feeding range cubes. The bulls and the calves look good but the poor mamas are looking ragged.  Almost ashamed to show a picture.  Thank God, the grass is growing. They lay down to chew their cuds far more often than they were. 

The tulips and other spring bulbs struggle through the vetch and other wild ground covers screaming to me of all the work I have to do.

Many fruit trees are covered with blossoms and the air is full of pollen.  Hoping we have enough pollinators to have a good fruit crop this year.

I spend much of my time cooking healthy meals and bird dogging Tractor Man.  He tends to run off on the tractor or Ranger without notification.

The Canine Farm Team alerted me last night.  By the time I arrived with light and weapon the snake had already been taken out and only pieces remained.  Good dogs!  I shall have to be careful when I get back to my water garden.  This was a poisonous water snake.

I have ambitious plans.  Changing bedclothes from company, removing maggots from the kitchen sink and killing mushrooms that are growing the bathrooms...kidding!  My household chores have suffered from lack of attention but that is not important.

Tractor Man is home.  We follow the rules and await the decision of "The Board" to see if he is a candidate. Life will continue and we will not hang suspended waiting for that decision.

In the between times we say I love you more often and appreciate that we are both home again.

The Face Of Spring

Hello, Spring!

Spring has arrived at the water garden.  Irises are coming to life and the money plants are growing.

The winter bulbs are showing their colors

as they celebrate spring.

They lean toward the sun after a long winter.

Soon, Spring will be a well-dressed lady.