Isn't he gorgeous! We have a wide array of roosters around here. And signs of spring are everywhere. From the usual blossoms on fruit trees and the ample oak and pine pollen that makes a thin yellow layer on anything outside. To the abundance of baby chicks in every size and stage imaginable running all around and about.
Another sure sign of spring is potatoes in the ground and tomatoe, pepper and eggplant plants lined up like solders for inspection.
There's the increase in ATV traffic from one house to another. Almost daily rounds to share coffee or a cold one, check on the progress of yards and gardens.
Sows who grow tired of the same ole thing and bust out and end up at someone else's house, down the pipeline. Obligingly, they allow us to board her there until the necessary repairs are made.
There's the fish fry's and the rounds about the pond that Pete and Bug make to get a couple of big bullfrogs to put in the mix. Bug swears they are delicious. I'll take her word on it.
There are abundant snakes to kill, as they come for eggs. And the chicken hawks that have to be discouraged by waving the shotgun. (Hey, they know what it is!!) And there are eyes in the backwater behind the pond. Red eyes. Eyes that my hubby promises me belong to alligators. Fishermen on the Neches River see them, but you expect to have to go to the river....not a couple of hundred yards out your backdoor!!
There's good old fashioned "singings". One of which Bubba attended with the church youth and then went on to Woodville for Pizza. (For anyone out of the loop, a singing is a gathering where one or more or many sing for hours in a church and everyone is invited: no charge.)
There are young fellows riding down the sides of the roads covered in mud. They've tried every road ditch and pipeline for the fun of it on their ATV's. You pass more and more people on horseback. Just getting in a ride before the next trailride, benefit or playday.
There is the sound of sleet on the roof the eve of Easter. And snowflakes seen drifting through the air from Bush Lake to Jasper.
Little sunkissed country girls run and play and plant and fall in the mud, all while barefoot.
If you cut the stinging weed back, you find four o'clocks making their debut.
Yep, spring has sprung in Caneyhead, and it is delightful!!
Hope your's is at least half as good.