Today, Joe and I walked around the homestead and heard buzzing, chirping, croaking and singing.
Spring is here, softly waking everything up and gently pushing back on a very determined winter.
We tried to sneak up on the croaking frogs, but before we could sneak all the way to the edge of the pond, the croaking stopped and we heard the plip plop of frogs diving for cover.
We heard the birds talking to each other and the rustle of critters in the grass. Joe was very excited to find worms and other crawly critters.
Buds are forming on trees and the majority of the autumn olive Ray and the boys transplanted last weekend are doing well.
Cherry blossoms are opening. We ended up with a handful of cherries last year that were a bit too sour for my taste. Maybe we will get enough this year to can.
Due to all the rain, our swales are full and overflowing.
The sun was shining and there was only a slight breeze, so we brought the plants out to stretch and bask in the sun and fresh air.
I plan to plant my cabbage and broccoli in the garden today. I may also throw some lettuce and spinach down and replace the carrot seeds the chickens ransacked.
They can withstand cooler temperatures.
The chicks also got to spend a few hours outside. It is still too chilly to leave them out at night with no mama to keep them warm though.
Yep. Spring is definitely here…now if we could just get it to stay put.
Winter, raging and railing
Holds tight to the cold
It roars into March
Pushing with rain and snow
Spring, sighing and shushing
Quietly stands against the cold
It whispers soft sounds
And stands determined and bold