When we have had rain and the sun is out in January in Central California, it seems like spring. Sure, we think it is cold out, but compared to places with real winter, this is very springlike.
On a walk while visiting my friend, AKA The Captain, this was our view.
Look at this classic barn, still in use, not leaning over.
Same neighborhood, this barn is both retired and tired.
And here is another barn, very picturesque. Wooden barns beat metal barns or pole barns for paintability and photogenicness. (Is there a real word that means that?)
There are several streams in this area of the Central California foothills, which is about 1000 feet higher than Three Rivers.
Gotta dig this unit out before a horse eats it and dies. Horses are fragile creatures with delicate digestive systems. (Seems that way to this non-cowgirl. . . )
Ernie is beautiful, but a little bit rude to me, except when I am feeding him little pieces of peppermint. When I feed him hay, he jerks it out of my arms before I can drop or throw it. Rude.
The chickens are not rude; they provide lots of eggs (not the rooster, of course, because he provides beauty and noise.)
These paperwhites are blooming profusely in my yard back home in Three Rivers. See? Spring in January!
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Your pics are absolutely beautiful!!! Spring is on its way!!! Yeah
Sally, isn’t spring the reason for living here?
JB- this made me smile, as well as laugh! Keep expanding our English language- your words sound fine to this English major ..
Rachelle, I am pleased to know I made you smile AND laugh, and feeling relieved to have received the Rachelle Seal of Word Usage Approval.
Beautiful.The regeneration of life in all its wonder.
Louise, beauty helps, doesn’t it? Sigh.
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