We got a big 7″ dump of heavy, wet snow earlier this week. If there’s one good thing about spring, at least the snow doesn’t hang around for long. I believe this was the last snow of the season. As usual, every year when I say it’s the last snow in early April, Very Excellent Husband Don tells me no way. I’m happier with my own self-delusions, however, so the last snow it is!
I shoveled a path, also known as the Doinktona 500, in the barnyard after morning feeding. By early afternoon, it was already mostly melted and the animal children had come out to play.
All the photographs are slightly out of focus. Sometimes it’s me. Sometimes it’s Jessie CONSTANTLY shoving me around…
Here’s to the arrival of spring. Because after spring comes summer, my favorite season. And mostly, here’s to somehow winding up with the best animal friends in the world living in my barnyard.
I know I say this all the time, but I am so lucky.
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