Michael dusted off the incubator and we started eggs a week ago.

Only one of the twenty two duck eggs we started was not showing any signs of growth. None of our chicken eggs were fertile. We lost our alpha rooster in January to old age, and our beta rooster isn’t long for this world. They are no longer “spring chickens.”

And spring it is! The last of our snow has succumbed to today’s inch and a half of rain.

Yesterday the grass considered the concept of green.

Today it decided on green as its new theme.

A week ago, white covered the earth.

A half inch of hail and three inches of snow on April 10th...so much better than the 2 feet the weather man forecast.

Just ahead of today’s rain, the road crew cleared our culvert.

The grouse have been thrumming their subsonic thumping that starts slow and speeds up until your heart starts racing too. The blue herons fly overhead trailing nesting material. The vultures wheel about in what warmth they can find. The Sandhills sing their warbling love songs and the blackbirds trill in the willows. We planted our indoor seeds today. Spring is late this year, but ever so welcome.