The pussy willows are out in force and going from their soft silver to spikier yellow gold and green.
Google says it is the first day of spring. Going by our weather today, and the forecast for the week, it feels more like summer. Fistfuls of horse hair are shedding off all the horses at the barn, and with the ground unfrozen and good for rolling they are all looking their most disreputable. Even the very fancy horse we call the George Clooney horse (because he is such a superstar) is dusty, shedding and itchy.
2 thoughts on “catkins”
I wish I were there! I would brush and brush and brush him until he was smooth and shiny again. 🙂