Spring’s cast of characters

Oh the coyotes have been howling, like really wailing, outside the farmstead lately and things are waking up around here as the sun shines and rain falls, helping wash the snow away.

And this morning there isn’t a trace of wind, everything’s still and things are waking up…

Well some are easier to rise than others…


Oh, I know in some places, in most places, the blossoms are opening up, green grass is poking through the ground and people are having coffee on their front porch without their wool mittens. But like the bay horse sleeping in the food pile up there, North Dakota is sleeping in. But that’s ok. Coming in slow helps me notice and appreciate each little change, each member of the cast of spring characters…

The geese are passing over, honking their hellos…

and if they’re brave and remembered their Muck Boots they touch down and stay for a bit. These are beautiful, elegant creatures…

Much like their cousin, the Turkey, who have been sneaking around the place lately. Always walking away, blending in with the brown grass because they’re shy like that.

Turkey butts.

Speaking of butts…

My view on my road walk if I’m not keeping my eyes peeled for something better.

Butt…(hehe) you’ve got to love my enthusiastic walking partners itching to shed their winter coats and do some rolling in the mud and slop.

I look up and in the air the crows flap and shriek and perch. I always wonder how they know when to come home…

…and how we’ve lived without them darting through our lives and swooping overhead all these months.

And I’m like a kid in a candy store out here in the spring air, keeping a watch out for the first colors, the first crocus poking through the ground. Ahhh, the crocus, my second favorite thing about spring.

My first?


The kind born in the hay…

And the adorable, human kind wearing headbands and tiny hats entered in pageants put on by my small town for the enjoyment of the obsessed baby squeezer, kisser, snuggler and squealer like me.

My friend’s baby E. I can’t stand it, I just want to squish her cheeks.

And now cue the montage of my nephew, Little Man dressed in his pageant best:

Can you say “sweater vest?”

What about “Chillin’ with my ladies?”

Ahh, be still my beating heart and silence my baby talk, you’ve got to love a community that holds their baby population in high regard…

and gives them sashes and a spot on the front page of the weekly paper:

Spring’s here and life’s good in western North Dakota.

Bring on the sun, we’ve been (impatiently) waiting for you…

and we’ll take what we can get.

12 thoughts on “Spring’s cast of characters

  1. Oh how I miss South Dakota springs (they seem to be similar to North Dakota springs.. 🙂 ). The pairs of geese, watching for the crocuses to bust through, oh and the calves! I even miss the mud (just a little though..) and the aromas of spring on the farm! Thanks for posting this and bringing me back to Spring in the Dakotas..

  2. I see Chug leading the pack of dogs down the road. He seems to be accepting his life with one eye. And you’ve captured the essence of spring in western ND, with the new calves and the baby pageant. What fun.

  3. The geese are back here in groups. I love to see them when we drive in to town, and when they fly over. Each little sign of spring brings joy to my heart.

  4. Love, love, love the dog butts. So cute and playful! Even in cold, cold “spring” weather, dogs are happy. We could learn so much from them!

  5. Thanks so much for providing me with a fix from home! You’re a delicious writer, and you take beautiful pictures to boot. 🙂 Thanks for making me a little bit homesick every time I read you~~

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