With the Christmas decorations down for the year, the word 2013 becoming more familiar, and no snow covering the earth, it feels like Spring. The grass is green, the ground is wet, the air is warm. Where I live, where having a warm spell. It is supposed to be in the 50's and 60's all the weekend and next week. I like it. I'm ready for everyday to be in the 50's and 60's. Everything that is supposed to happen in Winter has happened, and now I'm looking forward to a new season, Spring. The season when flowers bloom, when I finish up school, when the tree limbs grow leaves, and when I turn a year older.
Today, after reading Persuasion, I decided to go outside and take some pictures. I walked around the outside of our house taking pictures of this and that, then decided to head to the barn then walk in the fields and take pictures of the cows. I thought they were all good ideas, but soon realized when my feet sunk down into the deep mud, that maybe walking in the fields was not such a great idea. My feet quickly became damp from a few tiny holes in my boots. I slowly maneuvered myself through the gate and back on gravel. I thought I would have to settle for long distance photos of the cows but, Bell, who saw me and was curious, was nice enough to walk up from the field and pose for a little bit.