Well, it has been a time of reflection here at Smiling Dog Farm. I could get all squishy about some things and angry about others, however facts are facts and the truth is all of us are healthy and safe no matter what sort of craziness goes on in the world around us. A cold, the flu, and a small remodeling project has kept the Entertainment Directors busy or cranky, so not much prose has been taken seriously. Now all of that rot is put behind us and now on to bigger and better blogs!
The winter has been terribly cold, and spring is fighting to begin. It was still below zero this morning, March 12th, and everyone is truly getting tired of all the wool, hats, boots, and various frozen body parts. Spring here is not your typical spring. It is more like a long drawn out toothache, with hints of hope. March teases you with a few days in the 40's-50's, birds singing, water running, then causes you to abandon all hope, ye who enter here. April is the cruelest month (T.S. really did have a handle on it), a bipolar extravaganza of rain, mud, wind, along with torturing souls that only want to get their hands dirty in the soil. You can see it, but you'll regret it. It's usually not until the end of May that spring arrives in Marquette, and you can start to plant all of those bulbs and starter plants you have dog earred and drooled over in multiple magazines over the winter.
But for now, the sun is warmer, the days are longer, and we really need to get off our butts and chase some squirrels. Woof Woof!
