There are our new chicks here, a new foal in the pasture next door, and three new tiny goats at the house down the road. The paperwhites are all but done, the green peas have come up, and the star magnolia is blooming. All say spring, and here comes winter with a last stab. For the next too nights temperatures are expected to drop into the 20s. Do you believe it? We have a fire roaring in the fireplace! DH and I covered a few prize plants with sheets. They blow in the breeze and look like animated ghosts, and possibly that idiots live in this house. Still, we hope.
This, too, shall pass. It always does.