This spring has brought a lot of changes to our family--new volunteer jobs, new work, new routines. Nelson has a new job. For years he has worked at home, but traveled extensively. Now he works at an office with no more traveling. One of the big changes is that we no longer take a walk at noon. Here's a recap of one spring day.
I've been watching the wildflowers on the side of the road. Last week the bloodroot was everywhere. This week the trillium are out. Whenever I stop to look at the wildflowers I remember the "wildflower walks" my Mother took us on--a special childhood memory. Whenever I think of wildflowers, I think of my Mother.
We see the tracks for this carriage almost every day. On this day we actually saw the carriage from the rare breed farm up the road. These are rare Dale ponies. Most of the 1100 of these ponies that are left in the world are in England...and our neighborhood.
We hear these donkeys braying at all hours. There are probably 50 of these ancient poitou donkeys watching us as we round the bend. There were only 40 of these in the world about 30 years ago.