I was supposed to be working on our ranch taxes. Yes, I know – I’m late. I’m always late with taxes. Extensions were made for people like me. All the same, I was diligently working on them first thing this morning. But when I went out to feed the livestock and let out the chickens, I got waylaid. The sun was shining, a warm southwest breeze was blowing, and I could hear flickers and chickadees and bluebirds and…. I grabbed my camera and mud boots (I said it was a beautiful day, I didn’t say it wasn’t mucky) and just started walking. I saw the first pasque flower of the year, and startled a flock of blue grouse. The yellow bellied marmots were out and whistling, the flickers were making their exotic calls, and the bluebirds were courting. I didn’t get home until lunchtime. This is what my springs are made of.
but the sun was shining and birds were calling – what’s a gal to do? April 17, 2010