Has Spring Sprung?
There is a ceramic vase of pussy willow boughs on our hutch.
The wind buffets my windows throughout the night.
I took my first long walk yesterday: up the hill, bear right at the farm, and then down the ridge where sap buckets bedeck a maple grove.
The horses find something to munch on, though they seem to stand in a sea of mud.
50 degrees seems agreeable.
Hold on, everyone. A few weeks longer, and we'll really have something to talk about....
There is a ceramic vase of pussy willow boughs on our hutch.
The wind buffets my windows throughout the night.
I took my first long walk yesterday: up the hill, bear right at the farm, and then down the ridge where sap buckets bedeck a maple grove.
The horses find something to munch on, though they seem to stand in a sea of mud.
50 degrees seems agreeable.
Hold on, everyone. A few weeks longer, and we'll really have something to talk about....
posted by thisrequiresthought at 8:01 AM
4 Comments:
I love spring =) It makes me happy.
mag g/m.said..
what mud were the horses bedecked?
to mag:
just regular North Country mud, thank you....
So poetic. Some day I'll be a real blogger too. . .when I grow up. :-)
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