The best indicator of Spring is the appearance of new baby calves. I would have said wind, but I swear we’ve had wind all winter so the spring wind doesn’t seem to be much of a change other than it’s a little more constant. I’ve got a few daffodils coming up in my flower beds and Hayes has been pointing out the song of two Meadowlarks that must have a nest nearby. I love to hear them in the morning; they’ve always been a favorite of mine.
We drove with Spence to the Silva yesterday morning to check on the cows and calves. Chase was squealing with delight and Ree was trying to moo back at the calves.
And if the calves aren’t enough to prove spring is here, you can see the wind blowing the hay away as the cows eat it. Kind of makes you want to swear.
With the warmer weather, Hayes has been assigned the red four-wheeler for chore and trash duty. He also takes his little bro on rides which makes his day.
Sunday after church, we went with Spence to do chores. Spence keeps the apple of his eye close to him whenever possible!