Spring means…

Spring. | Clean. : : the LuSa Organics Blog

Spring. | Clean. : : the LuSa Organics Blog

Spring. | Clean. : : the LuSa Organics Blog

Spring. | Clean. : : the LuSa Organics Blog

The primitive call of the cranes, the cackle of the pheasant, the trill of the red-winged blackbirds. We stop in our tracks, hold our breath, and listen. Every time.

My morning tea made with maple sap instead of water. Heck, yeah.

Mud. Everywhere.

Enjoying meals outside because it's a balmy 44 F. Even if we have to sit on the ground because the picnic table isn't out yet.

And digging. Just because we can.

 

10 thoughts on “Spring means…

  1. Kate says:

    What a gorgeous shot of the cranes. Pretty much my favorite things about spring, just saw two near the creek by our house and the sound in the morning brings such delight to the day.

  2. Darlene says:

    Lovely glimpse of your day! It was actually 55 here today and I celebrated by digging in my garden for awhile. It won’t be long before the black flies arrive so I want to get as much done before that happens.

    Oh happy spring!

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