It's amazing that we have passed the Ides of March and are rounding the corner for the end of this beautiful month. Without waxing too poetic, March seems to be going out like a Lamb, especially as it is Easter Weekend with the loaded symbolism of this season.
It has been a time of digging, planting, seed starts and building of low tunnels (most of this, I might add, has all been done by Russell, my husband). I have been content to play with the kids and our "pet" chickens: Luna, Blondie, Ruby and Rosy.
Spring is simply my favorite time of the year. Granted, as an April baby I am a bit partial, but there's nothing like this time of year for a flower child.