The seasons seem to come and go with such speed I'm left still trying to sort through kids' winter clothes as they're pulling out togs and playing under the hose. The seasonal cycle apparent today during a quick trip to Bottle Tree. Our resident Mama
and Papa Black Swan proudly presenting their eight ugly duckling offspring.
And these little tykes beginning to dot the landscape.
I'm prepared to make the call that Winter is over, today reaching over 30 degrees and that time of year, when if you've been remiss in starting the lawn sprinkling program, you'll feel the crunch of dry grass underfoot enroute to the clothes line. Sheets of dust are wafting through the house every time the bike or ute passes. Paddocks are drying off, awaiting the first early spring storms.
And along with the new signets and new calves, we've been delighted with some more new additions this week.
Our dear Ruby presenting five puppies ... four girls and one boy.
Having only cleared the dog cages last week, with three dogs going to new homes, these unplanned delights have actually been warmly welcomed.
Kids surfacing for food and sleep only.
I've again given the order to cease horse-rugging and think these white legs are about to find themselves back in shorts.
Spring has sprung. Bring on the storms.