It has been most of the winter since James and I went out to take photos. The cold has kept us pretty close to home. Last week with the weather breaking for warmer temps we headed out. I thought I’d a share the favorite of the group and the one that is going to be printed in the local newspaper.
This morning I woke up to the patter or rain on the roof. It was just cool enough to need a fire in the house. I made coffee and waited for James to wake up. We read out of Watership Down then went for a walk.
The rain was little more than mist by then but as both of us enjoy the rain it made the walk ever more enjoyable.
More and more little flowers are popping up and starting to open. The weather has been cooler than last few days but they seem to like the cool spring weather as much as I do.
The mountain side are now full of little birds as well as little flowers.
The bird song echo off the mountain as they endlessly call back and forth to each other. One has made it his endless task to try and get in through the window, tapping and tapping at the glass to find passage.
He is a fast little thing and made taking the picture difficult but I snapped few.
You know spring has truly arrived when the Tamaracks bud out. yesterday green appeared. Along this draw we get to enjoy a far wider variety of trees than much of this part of Montana. We have everything from the very common Ponderosa Pine to Cedar, Cottonwoods to Tamaracks. The shades of green are every shifting through out the year with splashes of orange and yellow flashing out in the fall. I love to watch the changes but spring with the soft tips on the Blue Spruce, the glossy shine on the cedar and the budding Tamaracks are is my favorite time of year.