Everyone likes to think that an early spring means winter is done.
Not so fast.
We always get at least one "last blast". I can recall early May weekends with snow coming down so hard you couldn't see across the yard.
This morning we woke to a time warp back into winter. Quite lovely, if you were enjoying it through a window.
Or from the seat of the snowmobile... Brian got it out of storage right away and took advantage of snow to tour the fields. Why he felt he should zoom down my stairs is anyone's guess... Boys and their toys... Perhaps we can blame that on Spring Fever.
We could see where the wild turkeys have been out on a route march. We could see the fox tracks -- I did consider trying to follow them back to the den, but they went on and on. The fox has been scoring chickens, having sadly mistaken us for the KFC Drive-Thru of late. We are working on a security system -- the hens do love to be ranging free and far, but come spring when the foxes have kits in the den, we need to have somewhere fox-proof for them to range instead.
Taffy did her bit -- she chased the fox away. And a handsome fox it was too. She then came back to celebrate by jumping for joy, adding a splash of colour to a day all dressed in black and white. Lots of white.
It has all melted now. Spring continues unperturbed. And, to be honest, we can use the moisture in the ground, so it's all good!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
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