Despite the cold rain and piles of snow still on the ground, we managed to get all the fiber animals sheared on Good Friday. William Cournoyer is a Champ and worked straight through all 14 sheep and goats. They are frolicking like the lambs now!
While we watched Bill work we got to talking about how much we were looking for those first sings of spring. The pussy willow tree in my front yard is sprouting "cotton" and soon we'll see some leaves and green grass, I just know it!
Bill commented that those first green leaves will seem so special, then just a few weeks later we'll forget that there were just those little signs of green because everything will be budding. Of course this reminded me of the Robert Frost poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay".
Nature's first green is gold,
her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower
but only so an hour.
Enjoy these early spring days, mud and all!
While we watched Bill work we got to talking about how much we were looking for those first sings of spring. The pussy willow tree in my front yard is sprouting "cotton" and soon we'll see some leaves and green grass, I just know it!
Bill commented that those first green leaves will seem so special, then just a few weeks later we'll forget that there were just those little signs of green because everything will be budding. Of course this reminded me of the Robert Frost poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay".
Nature's first green is gold,
her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower
but only so an hour.
Enjoy these early spring days, mud and all!
