Mother Earth is awake and rarin to go. Every spring flower is growing rapidly and many are blooming. Flowers that bloom in sequence are blooming all at once. Daffodils, Narcissus, Tulips, Dogwood, and Redbud are all in bloom as well as fruit trees. The blooms are coming so fast that each morning brings new sights. On the down side the blooms seem to be fading extra fast also.   In the greenhouse the cauliflower plants are big enough to set in the garden but the garden is too wet to work enough to set them. The broccoli and basil are nearing transplant size also. Petunia seed I saved from last years blooms have come up thick as hair but the Petunia seed I bought have not done so well. In fact one batch of petunias I started from purchased seed completely died out soon after sprouting.

Cat, the black cat, who came to us a few weeks ago is doing better after a course of  kitty penicillin for his injured tail.  He follows us around "talking" to us and will even allow me to pick him up. He has been thoroughly socialized at some point in his life and knows exactly how to treat his humans.  He and our Grandma cat get on well most of the time.

At the barn training of the horses is going on with its usual ups and downs. Pony the little mustang we got last May has begun to learn what we want of him. He still will walk through anything to snuggle up to your side. We are working hard now to get him to stand away when we ask.

Spring has Pony and Shunka playing more. They shove and wrestle like boys let out of school. Thousand, the boss, of the herd sometimes looks on and sometimes breaks up the scuffles.  Thousand was doing a lot of snorting and nickering to us last night when we went down to feed the boys.  He wanted petted but at the same time was impatient for his grain. He hadn't finished the grain when we left the barn so we left the bucket in the manager. When we were halfway to the house we heard a noise and turned back to see what it was. Thousand had finished his grain and thrown the bucket half way across the barn. He is a character.
Spring is a wonderful time on the farm!

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