It's a lovely day in the neighborhood

Radishes are up!

Lettuce is up!

And the daughter's attitude is up because she has herself a "new" car.

I've been tilling and planting and checking the trees for buds.

I've come to a decision about my Jersey, Secret. This was suggested by Kelly from Georgia a long time back, and I never gave it any consideration. Yesterday, though, I got to mulling it over and realized Kelly might be have something.

I can't say whether the heifer is bred or not, but I originally bought her because I missed having a Jersey cow on the place, and I wanted to raise one on the bottle as a pet. I didn't really plan to milk her, once she had a calf. At least not any longer than I had to. I'm not a farmer; it would shock me to death if I ever had an animal that made me money these days. Come on, I have a HORSE, for heaven's sake. And a mongrel dog.

So if she isn't bred (I don't know yet if she is or isn't), what's the problem with my simply keeping her around as a pet? I can't think of a single reason. It'll be a little noisy every three weeks for a day or so, when she comes in heat; but otherwise she should be no problem.

Now that's a decision that ought to make anybody happy!

What a day!

This was taken from my cabin this evening; it looks down on the area where I rode my horse this morning; you can see the green of the winter wheat, the same patch I took a picture of from horseback. It is not accessible from my place; I have to ride down the road to get there.
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It was if we were given the gift of an April day today.

After breakfast, I had Cliff get the tiller started for me and I actually planted some garden! Don't worry, I only planted lettuce and peas; hard freezes and snow won't hurt them. I also planted radishes, which is pretty cold-tolerant. It was cheap seed, so no biggie if it doesn't make it, and I got to do something spring-like on a spring-like day.

After Cliff left for work I was relaxing in my recliner with Sadie on my lap when I realized that, according to the forecast, there won't be more days like this for awhile.

I wear out easily these days, but I didn't want to waste the last two hours of a perfect day in the house. So I got two Nathan's hot dogs out of the freezer, tossed them into a baggie and then into my cabin bag, and Sadie and I were off to the cabin. When she sees the cabin bag she knows where we're headed, and gets all excited.

I started a small fire and figured I'd play Frisbee with Sadie, but she had evidently seen movement in the woodpile and was so obsessed with it, she didn't even worry about the hot dog I was eating off a stick (I didn't take bread).

I read a couple of old poems and made a video of Sadie's foolish barking, then doused my fire. I'm very thankful I chose the cabin over my recliner. Sadie is even happier with that decision than I am.