Last night we saw the first wildflowers to bloom in our area.
Cowslips or Marsh Marigolds or Caltha palustris. They are heavy in bud and if it ever warms up they should be full of blooms. These are down on Ashley’s road at the creek.
Higher up we found some Prairie Buttercups.
Ranunculus rhomboideus pretty
little tiny things that seem to be blooming right out of the grass.
It is encouraging to see some wildflowers blooming, even though we have had downright freezing weather at night.
I heard that the bears are out of hibernation and hungry. One made a visit about 6 miles south of us and destroyed bird feeders.
It was a quiet week for us…keeping things low key so Far Guy could get better. I worked in the kitchen cleaning cupboards and on rummage sale stuff and even managed some entries in the 1918 Farm Diary. I have several other projects in the works…nothing is finished yet…of course. We were even plumbers one day as the kitchen sink drain had a leak. Such is life in the fast lane of retirement.