After just over five years of farm living, the novelty of the wildlife lives on and passes through our property has not worn off.
At sunset on the weekend, we had three deer munching in the back field, and much, much closer we had one very chill deer relaxing in the centre field.
Eventually she stood up and trotted away, white tail waving.
The whitetails were waving again on Monday morning when Baxter and I were out for our pre-dawn walk. The white was all we could see as four deer headed away from us through the dark field.
They keep coming back, though, and have been in the back field each evening so far this week. And it’s still exciting every time.
Two grey days, exactly three weeks apart.
I swear as of this week I’m seeing the fields turn green. I can handle grey skies when I feel spring is coming.
This bird’s eye view is courtesy of a deer stand at the edge of the back field.
A great way to see the farm. But too tall for puppy.
As excited as I am for the green, last night we had a few snow flurries. C’mon spring!
What’s the weather like where you are? Are you seeing signs of spring?
A rare sight this winter–sunset. Fittingly, this pink sky shone over the farm on Valentine’s Day.
Happy weekend, to you.
Last week our farmer harvested our fields. It’s been an incredibly dry season. As the tractor rolled across the fields dust plumed behind the wheels.
The fields had been planted with oats. Our farmer was not happy with them, but it looked like he got a good quantity of bales.
He was hoping desperately for rain in the next couple of days. Underneath the oats, he had also planted hay. We needed rain or else we were going to lose all of his seeds.
On Wednesday night, just a few hours after the harvest, the skies opened up. We had rain off and on for two days.
Hopefully that means good things for his seeds.
It would be nice to have another harvest yet this year.
What’s the weather been like in your area?