This is the time of year when spring unfolds before your eyes. Trilliums and phlox are now blooming and yesterday the sugar maple leaves unfurled. True to form, the orioles arrived in time to witness this ~ chattering and calling on the branches overhanging our clearing.

 Yesterday was blue and beautiful. With almost no wind, it was difficult to believe the weatherman was correct in the prediction for Saturday rain, but the cows spent most of the afternoon lying down. About 5 o'clock the tree frog called distinctly for rain within 24 hours. After a few croaks I located him on the roof under the eaves, puffing up his throat and singing the forecast. Better than a barometer and alot more entertaining. Coming with the opening maple leaves is the first major bug hatch which we would have felt today if it hadn't cooled. But some night soon that frog and his relatives will be clinging to our kitchen window with their little suction cup feet waiting to dine on those newly hatched bugs.

So the rain started about 2 AM and quit about noon. A soaker of over an inch. Good thing our principal field crop is grass. It thrives in this cool damp weather as do the winter grains and oats. But if this keeps up it might thwart the field corn intented for some of the clay ground. We'll wait and see. The month is still young.

Haiku

Cows are lying down

The tree frog croaks his forecast

More rain is coming