Early this morning as I walked to my hen house with scrap bucket in hand I enjoyed the sweet spring song of the birds. It was bittersweet knowing that a storm was rolling in, more snow was predicted. Sigh!
After tossing the scraps to the hens and collecting the eggs I grabbed my camera to photograph the wee bit of spring about to be buried again.
Tulips braving the chill
And larkspur that self seeded into the potted roses
I worried about my greenhouse facing another onslaught of snow and wonder if the roof will hold enough to protect all my freshly started seeds.
And then a spirit lifting surprise…a sprout from the little seeds I potted up only yesterday!
It is tiny but it is there! On that happy note I put my camera away and went to work. I had signs to paint. I finished an order…
and shipped the winner of my sign giveaway her choice..
I went to visit the chicks to see how they are filling out.
They have fairly doubled in size and are mostly feathered out. It was hard to get a decent shot. As I headed home from mom’s (where the chicks are residing at present) it began to snow. This is winter’s last hurrah, or so I keep telling myself. It has been snowing for about 4 hours now and we have at least a foot already. Oh well before we know it the sun will shine daily and the garden will be in full bloom. I will spend my day tomorrow trying to catch up on sign orders.
Enjoy your evening…