Seems like I have been doing a lot of waiting lately - and it's not over yet.
I'm still waiting for Spring ~ but the circle of earth around the big pine tree in my front yard is growing by the day. More and more of my raised beds are appearing in the snow. There is the slightest hint of buds on the forsythia bush. I heard a red winged blackbird. The Canada geese are back, as are the mourning doves. Everyone that's been around all Winter has changed their tune to the top ten Spring song hits.
I'm waiting for Jasmine to freshen ~ I visit every morning and scratch her ears, chin, neck and face. She's really bagged up and looks uncomfortable. Her due date is the 20th. The farmer has promised to call me the moment she calves. We are hoping for a heifer.
I'm waiting for lambs ~ It will be a toss-up as to who goes first: Freyda or Flora. Freyda spends more and more time gazing distractedly off into the distance. Both ewes resemble the QE2 on little stick legs. Kay continues to visit every day. I sit in my office by my phone.
I feel like an expectant father.