Little calves can be very curious if a person walks up to a fence and looks at them.
I find their faces very sweet and expressive. Look at the eyelashes on this one.
Mom was nearby so even the shier guy on the right came out to see what was going on.
I routinely have to remind myself of the differences between pussy willows, cattails, and catkins. These, I believe, are catkins, “a flowering spike of trees such as willow and hazel. Catkins are typically downy, pendulous, composed of flowers of a single sex, and wind-pollinated.” These little downy bits are on a willow. And there’s another sign of spring: notice the leaves unfurling at the tip of the branch.
Here’s another log structure that I found, at a distance. I think a window is visible through the door. The open door is small for a barn. Then there’s the white and red chimney. A home? An outbuilding?
There is a spectacular rhododendron bush in front of our vet’s office. After a long, grey winter it is always a stunning sight.
It’s a head-turner, a big, vibrant bush covered in blossoms. Hello Spring!
After seven years we’ve finally decided to get a proper deck behind our house. Considering our winds and the very short season that might be called “summer,” it hasn’t been a hardship. Still, what we had just didn’t cut it.
DH worked with a contractor to make it happen. It’s mostly done. These stairs-to-be await their moment.
I came upon this display of old medical devices on a trip to the doctor a while back. This isn’t the shot I wanted but it does show an interesting assortment of doctorish stuff. While some of these devices may still find a use, I suppose, that big black bag is pretty much extinct. Anyone remember house calls?
Please Mister Postman, look and see
Is there a letter, a letter for me…
…So many days you passed me by
You saw the tears standin’ in my eye
You wouldn’t stop to make me feel better
By leavin’ me a card or a letter…
Today’s earworm courtesy of the Marvelettes, 1961.