I am as disturbed by our recent weather patterns as anyone else. But of all the disturbing weather patterns of late, I much prefer early glorious spring to things like torrential rains and epidemic levels of mosquitos.
Spring is one of the times that used to kill me, as a city-dweller. Why couldn’t I be in the country, where I could really dig the weather change, and feel it up close and personal. Be involved with it. Be one with it.
Well, now I’m there and I couldn’t be happier. Here are are some shots of our recent activities, both cold and warm:
Our friend’s baby goat.
Carding wool at our friend’s house:
Beauty time for the ponies, who have bushels of winter coat that need to go. This activity kept these three girls busy for hours.
Our hoop house! Not quite the simple weekend project the hoop house people promised, but I still love it. Just waiting for another warm, windless day to get the plastic up.
Early spring bounty from the garden! Tatsoi, mache, arugula, kale, dandelion and other hearty greens that survived the winter under a garden quilt. They made a spectacular stir fry.
The horses love lying in the sun.
Chicken butts. These are our original Brooklyn chickens, who made the move upstate with us. They still hang out together. And occasionally eat in sync.