|2012...no daffs here yet|
We button up the barn again.....not being neophytes to the vagaries of spring in NY, we hadn't stripped things down any farther than to pull down a couple tarps off fans, and crack a few doors.
No biggie to put it all back the way it was.
Since the weather prognosticators got it right this time, the boss has already brought in extra firewood. Extra blankets on the beds. Long johns washed but not put away. (Wouldn't that be folly!)
Bama's day out the other day....six or seven luscious hours in the barnyard, soaking up sun and gobbling up hay...are just a memory now. We let her out and not Moon so they wouldn't fight and knock each other down. Still pretty slippery even with most of the snow and ice gone. Now she is back in her stall, safe from the weather and warm.
Spring, it makes a young man's fancy turn to thoughts of love, and an old man's fancy turn to thoughts of homemade spaghetti and meatballs with lots of good Parmesan cheese on top.