A cold March morning in the Valley. I was out early yesterday with Amanda, Nova and Maya, feeding the horses and giving Sparks and Buttons a little love.
It was only 28 degrees, but the air alive with the sound of birdsong. Along the highway, flocks of turkeys and a big Tom strutting his spring stuff. It's been an especially good time for watching the waterfowl along the river.
In the strong morning sun, the snow on the deck is slowly retreating. Not fast enough. Do you wonder why I don't just shovel it off? Hard as a rock now, from months of melting and re-freezing. Let nature take it's course.
But I was able to squeeze in a chair to sit outside for a bit and contemplate the summer view to come. I'm going back to Seattle tomorrow, so that means today is mostly filled with light chores, getting the house shipshape for the next visit.
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