Nevertheless, we persisted.
25 fluffy little chicks arrived in the post the other day. I welcome the constant peeping of the little fluff balls, they sound like spring. And we are darn ready for it.
This is also the “non chapstick” time of year. The horses are shedding their coats at a rate such that if you’re not careful you’ll have a Shetland-pony’s worth of hair stuck to your lips. Honestly.
The hens were withholding eggs during the worst of the winter and now they’re cranking them out like a Pez dispenser. Eggs everywhere.
The first day of Spring is March 21st or so, and I had my doubts that we’d make it. Despite the forecast for snow tonight, my optimism is returning.
Hope to see you out here soon to enjoy it with us!