Spring Pictures

 My favorite time of the Spring is when the bushes start to bloom.  We have a small hedgerow that has what I assume are cherry trees, though they seem more like bushes.  The most amazing sweetness fills the air surrounding them.  Today was the first day that I smelled the aroma.  The bees where also busy enjoying the  bounty.

Pollen pollen everywhere!

Look at the thighs on that bee!

Moving on to the next batch of flowers.

This beautiful Red Admiral Butterfly stops by.  A true harbinger of spring.

One of the Pear trees we planted last year.

Apple blossoms hiding amongst the leaves.

I love this ornamental cherry tree  in the side yard.  Soon it will covered in (not pink) sweet white  blossoms.

Beautiful Daffodils are still hanging around.

I love the shape of this one.

What you don't notice right away in our yard, is that the ground is covered in these little violets. 

Peonies will be blooming soon.

Bryan is filling the new raised beds in the garden with our compost.

Maggie even made it outside to play today, looks like she is having a good time.

Rosie has come to the porch for a visit.  She is one of our first chickens, and one of our favorites. 

Duncans first day out

Duncan is our 4 day old Saanen Buckling.  Today was his first day out of the barn.  I think he thoroughly enjoyed himself.  He did get a bit confused between his mother, (who wondered off) and Prissy.  After all from his vantage point, all udders look the same. No one told him that his mom has a red collar and Prissy has a blue one. Prissy was firm but nice about letting Duncan know that her udder was off limits. 

 Terra really likes the kids and takes her guardian duties seriously. 

Duncan and Maple, out for a stroll

Prissy has an amazing udder and no one to feed, no wonder Duncan was confused.

 

 

The chickens were also out enjoying the day.  We have 3 roosters and each one has  his own ladies.  

Beetle and his ladies like to hang out by the pool.

Butt Down and his ladies like to garden.

No mystery where he got his name.

His brother Butt Up, his ladies have wondered out into the field. They like to live dangerously.

Of course some hens just refuse to be tied down to a roosters. 

Latte is one of the older girls who is a little bit more independent

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