Two months of winds, three weeks of dryness and then a week of rain and more to come. Spring has sprung!
Less than a month old and the chicks are down by the spring house foraging with the rest of the flock.
A proud and dutiful protector and provider. I saw him give a little crawly thing to one of the chicks.
I believe this is the youngest chick.
See all the marvelous watercress in the spring. I must remember to harvest some for lunch.
Dave can’t resist and the chick soon settles down.
It’s been a very wet winter and I noticed an abundance of moss on the trees and rocks near the house.
These mosses are down by the spring.
I found a new book in the library – The magical world of Moss Gardening. I’m having a difficult time identifying the type of moss. I guess I need to bring the book with me on my walk. My photos are not detailed enough.
So I will just enjoy them unnamed.
I’m listening to On Being on public radio. Krista Tippett is interviewing Robin Wall Kimmerer – a bryologist – who described mosses as “the coral reefs of the forests.”
A view of the house from across the spring.
Frida followed me down to the spring.
I always feel better after taking a walk outside.