Getting closer to Wisconsin spring, but not quite there yet. I don’t let my winter guard down, don’t get my spring hopes up until May. I’m encouraged to see so many migratory birds back home on the farm. I’ve seen an abundance of sandhill cranes and Canada geese. Robins and killdeers are brightening my mornings with their songs. The cardinals are singing their mating songs. I’ve sighted Tundra Swans 2 days in a row. They landed at the back of the farm, near a very large puddle. There’s a lot of water standing due to snow melt and recent rain. I always worry about the birds when we get the inevitable return of winter. This week will be very cold again, with wintry precipitation. Living just on the edge of the Horicon Marsh is a bird watcher’s dream.
Yesterday I found Tiger, dead, behind a bale of hay. Tiger was Lee’s favorite kitty, who lived in the hog barn and followed Lee around like a dog. Sadly, farm cats don’t live long lives. Tiger was probably 4 years old. We don’t know what caused his death. RIP Tiger.
Payten turned one year old on the 20th. She’s so precious. Paige and Lucas had a party for her, and she had her own little cake to smoosh, which was the top layer of the birthday cake. She really wasn’t interested in eating or smooshing that cake and had to be coerced to dig in for the photo op.Eventually Payten did make a little mess and was removed to the bath tub before opening her gifts.
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