I rolled down the window as we came home from church today to take this picture. I was oohing and aahing over the Bradford Pears which look like popcorn trees. A deep breath of spring air and I suddenly remembered! Phew! These trees stink. Dead fish.  Even with the stink, however, I think “I’m the luckiest person in the world.”  I never forget how fortunate I am to live here on the river.

I appreciate the lovely home my husband provided for me (even though we have to work ourselves silly keeping it looking good). I just wish it were clean right now.

Just a short trip down the road, I run into Mrs. Mooster who is also enjoying spring. Here she is:

She loves the spring, but she was actually working when I took this picture. She is the receptionst and greeter to a very important place…

No one gets to enter unless they have a yellow badge in their ear. Security.   And look at all the black dots here and there in the pasture…there are dozens of calves.  I did a “quick count” following taking this picture and there were at least 24.

Mendota’s own baby nursery?