I prefer winter and Fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. ~Andrew Wyeth

Thursday, March 20, 2014

"... so many kinds of yes."

"...sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for springtime is love time
and viva sweet love"

 ~e.e. Cummings~ 
All the creatures are busy with thoughts of the ancient and instinctive need to procreate. Some are busy looking for safe places to build nests and others have already been busy... and now, have something to show for their efforts. While blocking my one lane country road, taking pictures of this squirrel, a friend stopped to talk.
He said that there were calves in the field. He had taken some photos of them and I should stop and do the same. 
It was one of those wonderful, warm Spring days when Nature (ours anyway) was trying to show the world how beautiful it could be. Like a little girl, in her Easter dress and patent leather shoes, the day was shiny and perfect. 
As I said goodbye to my friend and continued up the road... there it was. 
Sweetness, perfection and too much cuteness...
This little guy almost made me want to hop the fence and play. But its mom gave me that " Don't even think about it." look, so I told her I only wanted to take a picture... and then ,I walked along the fence line looking for other photo opportunities. 
That's when I heard a very loud cow mooing. Not a very large cow... a very loud and noisy cow... and she was coming right toward me... almost running. Yes, a cow can run. This one was.
I realized that I was standing where they all usually get fed and I was pretty sure that she thought I had food.
Then she stopped... and looked at me.
She stared for quite a while, took a few steps toward me, then backed away.
"You're not Farmer Fred and you are not the lady who comes and feeds us either. You are an impostor!"
Don't tell me that animals don't convey their lack of language in a very clear way. This one knew that I was not the person in charge.
She bellowed again to the other cows ( "She's just another deadbeat photographer."), turned around...
And walked away. 
She knew that I didn't have vegetables, goodies or anything that she could eat. I wasn't worth her time.
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This afternoon I went for a hike. It's so beautiful out there that it seems like a insult to nature if you stay in the house.
I walked up the dirt road.
It was raining shooting stars.
And the buttercups were everywhere. Hiding in the dry winter grasses and...
reaching for the warm afternoon sunshine.
This is an amazing and beautiful Spring.

I will go find the poppies soon. I've been told that this weekend will be prime time to photograph the tulips and daffodils of Daffodil Hill.
I know the poppies are coming up all over the hills from here to the river.
Last weekend, we built a planter... a Topsy turvy pot planter.
My neighbor found this idea and she built one the week before last. I finally got the pots and, with the Prospector's help, we constructed the whole thing in a few hours.
The little frog said, "This is it? Where are the flowers, so I can hide from Carl and Cutter?"
So, yesterday I drove to Lowe's and bought some flowers. Now it's really done and we love it.
Frog is happy too.
He really didn't have to hide from the Corgi boys because they are more interested in lizards and gophers right now than a little concrete frog.
Hopefully, this project will save water and it surely will confused the gophers.
Carl and Cutter are on their lizard quest out here, so I need to put the little wire fence back up. I don't want them to mess around in the garden and tromp on everything. I think I have one answer that doesn't need any preparing. The turkey are back. We hear them echoing from hill to hill. They are being really crazy out there and come to the driveway looking for water and lady turkey to flirt with.
Carl starts barking at them and, then he comes up on the porch.
He acts very cool about it all, but when I get up to go into the house, he looks at me , as if to say, "Hey, mom, where are you going? You need to protect us from those crazy birds."
Cutter, on the other hand, just wants to go in the house and hide.
"Just let me in. I don't like those big birds at all."

So, Spring is here... and it's so achingly beautiful that I want to stay outside all the time, taking a camera and a sleeping bag with me and live off the land... stay out there all night and "wake with the morning light". 
"Oh, you can't do that, Farmlady. You're too old?" 
Who said that? Where does it say that  an old lady can't hike around BLM land and live under a bridge? She just needs some food, a change of clothes, a portable toilet, bottled water, her toothbrush and her pillow, her meds and a gun... Just a few simple necessities.
OK, I'm getting carried away. I'm not really thinking about sleeping out in the bush. I have a nice safe home to live in... and a husband to protect me and two BRAVE dogs to ward off wild turkeys. Besides, I would come home with embedded  ticks and a good case of poison oak... not to mention the mountain lions that might want to eat me for dinner. Around here you need to be aware of all the things that might make 'living under the bridge' a really lame idea.
But.... it's fun to think about.

“It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
  ~Mark Twain~



8 comments:

  1. "It was raining shooting stars." How lovely and they are such beautiful flowers. We are such a long way off from what I see here, but it will come ... it always does.

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  2. we had snow this morning and the ground is not allowing a single thing to push through...but it will...it has to...
    I know the heartache feeling of joy ...soon I hope for me
    Love the cow story..such a cute calf.....and the squirrels here aren't waiting for a thaw..they are doing the wild thing in my trees!
    I still miss the goats

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  3. sounds like a nice day to me...love all the color in the flowers and new life...ha on that old cow...def reason to play now that it is getting warmer...

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  4. We have a brand new calf up the road as well...Darling! With a capital D!
    I'm reading a book right now that is all about sleeping in the wild and swimming at night and looking for the most remote places. It's all set in the British Isles where I don't think they have any large carnivores that would eat us for breakfast. So let's you and I with cameras in tow go and live out our fantasy of living 'out there' in the wild! I always think to do this minus the cougars , bears and wolves. Yes we have wolves up in the hills behind our house...mind you, they don't want to deal with us old ladies at all.
    Lovely pictures Connie...lovely thoughts and words as well.

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  5. That last quote is one of my all time favourites, despite the fact that I don't enjoy spring very much. The weather here is always awful in spring. But I enjoyed you enjoying yours!

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  6. lovely spring...I can't wait for her to arrive here. I am so anxiously awaiting all the little joys that are there just for us, what a gift.

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  7. Great pictures and descriptions of the different items you encountered on your walk. I love the planter it is just adorable. Spring is a lovely time of the year. We are having spring like weather here but they say it is going to turn cold again. have a blessed day. Madeline

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  8. Beautiful spring pictures!! The cows look content, the squirrel is busy, and the spring blooms are wonderful. I know what you mean about wanting to be outside all the time when it's so beautiful. I really like the tumbling pot planter too! And it looks relatively easy to make...hmmm....

    Glad you are enjoying the arrival of SPRING!!

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