After a horrible drought and last summer's blazing temperatures, the rains we've enjoyed this winter have brought some blessed relief. And the timing was perfect to bring out the wildflowers. How I wish I could share the aroma with you.
Our first full day at the farm, as we call it, started off well enough. Then I got a call from my sixteen year old.
"Mom, the Polaris is stuck."
We dug and slurped and slopped through the mud. You know, the kind that grabs hold of you and doesn't want to let go. We didn't think we'd ever get it out.
By day two, some of the standing water had soaked into the ground, but thanks to uber high humidity, nothing was drying out.
Thankfully, this was the last time anything got stuck. Lesson learned. I hope.
We were greeted by Bella, the calf who thinks she's a dog. She followed us around, not satisfied until we'd pet her.
I always learn something when I go over there. Did you know that if a cow has twins, she'll only claim one of the babies? Three of these little guys were one half of a set of twins. The others were just forsaken by their mothers. So sad. But Smokey takes good care of them. If he can't get another cow to adopt them, he brings 'em home and plays mama until their big enough to be turned out to pasture.
Our Golden Retriever was delighted when the boys finally caught some fish. Dixie is convinced that fish are play things. She'll spend hours walking circles around the trough when fish are in there. She's even been know to jump in with them.
All in all, I'd say it was one of the best spring breaks we've ever had. I love getting away to the country. Oh, and by the end of the week, the bluebonnets were more stunning than ever.
What are you doing for spring break this year?
Happy Tuesday, y'all.