It' nearly the end of March and I'm still on baby goat watch. Any day now...
The temperatures are up and down. Rainy and sunny. There are mentions of a snowy mix.
The world is waking up from its long winter nap. Butterfly bushes are showing new growth. Daffodils are up and blooming in drifts. Grass is greening up in the pastures and lawns.
Fifteen pullet chicks are lounging in the big brooder, eating and drinking like little lumberjacks. The geese are laying. The ganders are murderously protective.
There is comfort in this annual miracle.