This morning I woke to the most amazing sound...a sound not heard for quite sometime...the sweet song of a morning robin...I thought perhaps I was dreaming...but as daylight came... there in the birch tree... the bird of spring appeared...as morning progressed so did the robin population, scattered about the yard digging for worms...could spring have found us here at Dog Trot Farm?...
Speaking of birds...my little flock of fifteen have endured a long hard winter...but surprisingly the majority of the girls have continued to lay throughout those long dark days...four year old LuLu Belle...
and her sister Charlotte were the first to escape the confines of the coop... happily... they sample newly discovered bits of green...
Sadie Mae was on the prowl...and
bundled up with our winter coats and hats...Travis and I head outdoors to enjoy the sunshine...
ten months old...
and ever curious...
Travis is discovering the great outdoors...
and though not walking independently...
he has his own means of transportation..."hey little buddy wait for granny"...
a plain and simple day..okay....sorry...gotta go!!