It has been raining since Saturday night and it shows no sight of it letting up…unless it gets so cold it turns to snow.
Nothing better than the smell of a wet dog..unless it is three wet dogs. We met Jen and Noah part way last night and Chance is an only dog once again…a tired only dog.
It was a grey day. I took this photo on a hill south of Bagley/Zerkel Minnesota…if you take the highway to the left you end up near Itasca State Park…if you take the road near the horizon hidden by the trees you end up on the Third Shell Prairie. We saw three deer, they are turning browner and one lone Wild Turkey…oh and a Golden Lab on the road two miles from our house…I opened my window and hollered for it to go back home.
During these rainy days the potholes are filling and the wetlands are getting wetter and old rivers are trying to reclaim their route.
This is the field catty corner/kitty corner from where we live. See that lake forming…that is part of the old river and when it overflows the river will run. Sounds like I might have a chance to get some photos of it all week. I will go to a different spot for a photograph so that you can see it is a river. My parents used to own this piece of land, when they owned it it had shelterbelts throughout the field. By shelterbelts I mean strips of land left with trees and brush for wildlife. Shelterbelts also caught snow in the winter and rainwater in the spring.
April showers brings May flowers at least that is the hope we have this time of year. Only a few farmers have been in the fields plowing this rain will delay planting into May.