Spring is trying to make an appearance around here.
Despite the big dark cloud looming in the backround.
Mac says, "Gees lady, quit your moaning and give me a haircut so I can see!"
The fruit trees tried to bloom too early during an unusual warm spell in February, so we lost a lot of blossoms when March turned to its normal cold.
Only a these few buds appeared at the right time.
No fruit this fall.
Leo seconds Mac's motion about getting that shearer here soon.
Carnie, the pretend Lion King, most definitely agrees.
Hassie doesn't know what all the fuss is about.
She is perfectly content as long as those other sheep aren't bothering her.
Sometimes those boys forget they aren't really rams.
I am just so happy to see the new life and vigor that emerges among the old and weary decay.
Always amazes me.
Spring with all it's promise of Life Renewed is most welcomed.
