My relatives and neighbors—the Snowbirds—are returning to St. Louis. This is a reliable sign that the weather is about to become more agreeable. But there are other subtle indicators that it’s spring and I’ve depicted a few below.
In St. Louis, Ted Drewes has come out of hibernation! Coco give her Daddy (Tom Carnahan) a taste of her ice cream.
Nothing says spring is in the air like a pair of cool strawberry sandals. My feet prefer a little more enclosure, but my granddaughters likes the breezy feel of flip flops.
Another harbinger of spring: WEEDS!! I take a hoe to my herb garden at the farm.
So far I’ve planted five fruit trees, that is, I pointed to where I wanted the hole dug. Four are still living.
Each spring my family gets an overwhelming desire to dig in the dirt. Here Robin transplants some peonies we found happily growing in a cow pasture near a previous house site on our farm. Let’s hope they’re as happy in a flowerbed.
You’re never too young (or too old) to enjoy planting some color in your life.
You know it’s spring at the farm when you’re counting, tagging and vaccinating the herd.
The smell of “barbie” is in the air, which means it’s time to crank up the grill and join the backyard grillers.
What’s better to go with grilled meat than garden fresh vegetables and salads.
Yes, spring means getting outdoors in the sun . . .
. . . and seeing the big, beautiful world come alive again.
