It’s a funny, funny year. Yesterday you could have told me it was winter by looking at the clouds. Today you can tell me it’s spring by looking at the buds and flowers.
But I’m sure Mother Nature must know best so we’ll wait for her decision. The fruit trees, bees and chickens believe her now, but I think it’s too early to stop skiing. We got a dozen fresh eggs today which must be a sign.
That’s all for today but we’ve got a Silver Canyon trip coming up, and more spring in our walk!