As the days passed at the beginning of March and I didn't get the Month End done and didn't get it done and didn't get it done...I could feel the spiral...and could. not. make. myself. fix. it. I even gave up to the point that I turned all my calendars to April, which I don't let myself do until the compilation is finished.
I'm glad I finally got these caught up because A. there was a lot of March I'd forgotten about and B. there were a lot of Maisie and Short Round pictures in there. Maisie and Short Round still getting up and into trouble. Things are deteriorating with them and it was nice to know that not that long ago, everything was still fine.
Everything is still fine and whatever happens, when it happens, will be fine, but I am pretty sure if I didn't have these caught up, it would have been very, very hard to sit down and go through everything if everything wasn't still mostly fine.
A lot of these pictures made it to IG, but not all, and if they did they may not have been explained. There's at least one picture that even I can't explain*. I wish they'd all have been posted to the blog, but that obviously didn't happen, so here are some notes.
The month started with trying to trap a feral cat with a huge belly that I was sure, knowing my luck, was going to be a teenage mom. That was Bullseye and he thankfully ended up just being a really wormy boy cat and your can watch his transformation from feral to friendly after he got trapped and vetted. He's just as sweet as he looks.
The Iknitarod happened. Yeah, remember that? Noticed that I still haven't posted any finished pictures? Yeah, I'm still working on it, but it's close to being finished even though all the snow in Alaska has probably melted. I enjoyed "making time" to go sit and knit with a couple of the sheep in the yarn.
I hate how the pictures get cropped sometimes. I have no control over that and the barn camera picture of Murphy standing all by himself in the barn lot with no one wanting to follow him out to the cold field is disappointing. It's a funny shot in full.
*The fried chicken bone. I have no idea. It just appeared in the yard one day. (!)
I love the light in the winter.
I remodeled Pinot's Patio with a new fence and built some big wooden planters to put my flowers in this year. Big so they don't dry out so quickly and tall so Pinot doesn't eat them all. Don't worry, I planted some stuff for Pinot. I think that shows up next month.
I got a drum carder. More to come on that...I promise.
The purple martin scouts showed up and then the rest moved in. The video clip cut the sound off. That unmistakable sound is the sound of spring.
It rained a lot.
Frankie and Lancelot enjoyed doing all the stuff they've always done together - grazing, playing, taking turns watching while the other slept...best friends stuff. I miss those days. I don't regret taking Gato back. He has earned a nice retirement and lots of old lesson horses don't get those, but I wish the herd dynamic hadn't gotten so skewed.
I got a little stuffed sheep named Merino. He came from Loved Before and he needs his own intro post. Yes, I did knit him a warm wool sweater. That needs a post too. Since he came from across the pond, I thought he might enjoy watching The Great British Baking show so I added him to the Iknitarod team bag and brought him in for house knitting. More about the baking to come.
I kept all of Dug's kids from the previous year. I just couldn't bring myself to eat them so they lived on the counter in the kitchen all fall and winter and just as they started to look like they might not make it until spring, they did, and out they went to the garden and are doing Dug proud.
The picture of Maisie standing at the feed room door is a great story. As crazy as she's always been, Maisie is extremely polite while waiting for breakfast and dinner. She stands there waiting patiently...and because of that usually gets a little something extra :-).
Like the purple martins, the redbuds are another great mark of spring. Always beautiful.
Enjoy!
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