High temps in the 40s over the last few days have brought a dramatic change to our landscape. The thick layer of snow blanketing our ground has turned into a mushy soup of water and mud. Other than a bit more laundry and boot-drying to do, I am a big fan of the mushy soup. Spring is on the way.
The migrating birds are back in force. I've seen bald eagles, great blue herons, swans, geese, robins, and blackbirds. I love the call of the red-winged blackbird, I think it is my favorite bird song. Our own non-migrating chickens, who hate walking on snow, have finally summoned the bravado to venture outside. They had a lovely day today scratching in the dirt, gobbling up the errant worm. I even caught two of them on our deck when I came home from work.
Along with our ham supper, I baked these lovelies. Carrot muffins with dried cherries. Very yummy.
Tomorrow our high is forecast for 52. I am looking forward to seeing more dirt.
2 comments:
As long as the melt doesn't bring floods, it's fantastic news, congrats!
Your chickens must be happy little birds. A few of ours have ventured out but they seem very confused and have been trying to roost in the trees at night. What's with that?
Your muffins looked WONDERFUL!
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