The ice has melted, there are buds on the trees, and a wee bit of green in the grass.
The local Great Blue Heron should be returning from wherever he winters in the next few weeks. In the almost eight years we have been here, I’ve yet to get a photo of him. He is very shy.
So far, no algae. That won’t last long.
Gunner is happy that the ice is gone. He can jump into the pond, walk through the icky muddy bottom, get soaking wet, then run into the house and make it what it is today!
Why my house is always muddy.
