Ah, the unpredictability of spring with its fragile nature and changeable sights. The fertile ground, the emergence of life, the expectations of summer all combining to create spring's heady arrival.
For our family, spring so often means a visit to the newborns of the hoofed variety. Their hooves kick up into the air as they jump for no reason, energy bursting from every limb. Going to nourish themselves from their mamas requires a few hard butts to their mama's udders--ouch! The mamas continue chomping their hay, content even with the butting.
A nearby goat farm provides heart fluttering and sighs as we watch these new goats play in the spring sunshine. The little goat's bleats are enough to make our hearts soar with the possibilities of owning our own farm one day.
Spring is full of possibility, like daffodil's first blooms in spite of snow, or bare little lambs curled up by their mamas to ward off the frigid spring temperatures, or the first whiff of soil so alive after the sterile smells of winter. They all seem so improbable yet they are life's living proof of time beating on.