It’s the first day of March, and spring is beginning to rear it’s lovely head. It’s supposed to be in the sixties today, and although it’s soggy from the several inches of rain yesterday, it feels like spring.
It feels like spring.
|Carrots from the garden|
|The horses, running away from me after being caught in the feed supply. whoops.|
Hello spring. It’s lovely to see you again. Stay a while, won’t you?