Our usual March blizzards have come disguised as rain and all of our snow has just about disappeared.
This week we've let our poultry out onto their huge summer pasture and they seem so, so glad to stretch their legs and wings and breathe in tons of fresh air all day long.
They are so busy scurrying from one spot to another, munching on the new green shoots poking up through last fall's dead grass.
"Sorry, don't have time to stop and chat. Can't waste a moment of this glorious day of freedom after being cooped up (pun intended) all winter!"
The white blobs you see in the pond are miniature icebergs . . . all that is left of the ice that only a week ago covered it completely.
"Yippee, I've found a worm! He's cold and moving very slowly but it's (yum!) a worm."
We can't help but feel like it REALLY will be an early spring this year in the northwoods. And wouldn't that be nice??
Our last Christmas gathering
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