A long cold Spring, so far. Late snows and cold blustery days.
It’s trash picking time at the little adobe shell… years of trash lie in wait.
At least two more pickup loads of old tires – a sadly dead bunny in one. Scrap metal everywhere – corrugated roofing, shock absorbers, tin cans, a couple of vehicles.But the Green is coming, is starting. Soon the acequia will run.
Barbed wire won’t fence out the goats. A fire-breathing dragon would keep them away, but they’re in short supply after this cold and windy beginning of Spring.