Spring is officially in the books as far as I am concerned. I know this because this is how my spring always looks to those of us who spend time in the Ozarks. The peepers and wood frogs and chorus frogs are in full concert. The Nan king cherry and service berry are in full bloom. Winter flocks of turkeys are breaking up and the morning air is filled with song bird music as they come awake with the first morning blush of light to the east.
The woods have a smokey smell from people in the surrounding areas burning hay fields to encourage the early spring green up, and on occasions that smoke smell is from the woods that have caught fire from untended burns.
Therivers run full from spring rains so that travel at times is difficult, do to the low water crossings. This sometimes can and does add countless miles to a normally short trip.
Spring has also arrived because that is the time when the stock men and those in the deer management arena make sure that their is plenty of mineral available for our four legged ruminants. To insure a good healthy offspring.
This is spring to me. This is the spring that I know where one stands out on the high ridge points at dawns early light listening for turkeys gobbling , with a warm cup of coffee in your hand, in anticipation of the season to begin. A few snow geese flying north still, heading to their breeding grounds on the Arctic tundra, with the rest of us hoping that we don't get a late spring freeze.
I know it is spring because I just picked the first five ticks off of me. Welcome back...welcome back.
2 comments:
Nice pictures! I love the smell of outdoor fires.
I too love the smell of outdoor fires as long as they are contained and controlled! Couldn't have done the pic's without my digimon deluxe. lol :)
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