The little birds were restless, as were the other animals…a shifting of here and there. I thought possibly it was a search for food…the need to fill up to prepare for a long journey or another onslaught of storms.
Then a melt occurred! Snow fell off the roof of the house with a loud bam, snow melted out of the tire wells, giving the car tires a much needed relief from packed snow, AND puddles arrived in the yard where once snow drifts lay.
This morning we can hear the sound of tires slipping and sliding on the pavement a mile away, as drivers head to work, forgetting to go slow.
Just because the pavement looks dry….
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,