We have blue skies! Beautiful, beautiful blue skies!

We are a river of melted snow

By the hour we are turning from snow until water

“How do I get across?”, wonders Sammy-Sam

Humm—now what?

I guess I will try…stay on the snow, no wait, maybe the mud

Forget it, I’m heading into the shed.

Terry is digging little ditches to help the water run into the dry canal. 

I’m not complaining….spring is here!  I saw another Red-breasted Robin and two Western Meadow Larks.  The geese have been gone now for days.

I’m singing a happy song!

Linda