I consider it is spring when the plum tree flowers! It is so beautiful! I think this is the first time for it to bloom in February!
The bulbs are in bloom and the frog eggs we rescued are now little tads. I do LOVE the four SEASONS but without a doubt SPRING is my favorite! I love the warmer days and working outside in the yard. It is so rewarding when you can enjoy both the time outdoors and the satisfaction of giving your flower beds a welcome to spring greeting.
Our New Website Look
Today was exciting to have our BRAND NEW website launched! We are still working on some changes so check back tomorrow to see the completed changes. check it out at http://www.theshepherdsinn.com
Harold & Dorothy 1943 Swofford, WA
This was a great day of family fun and good food at The Shepherd’s Inn. A lot of memories were shared and as usual, stories were told. Perhaps some of the stories grow with the telling!! Harold told us that he will attend our 67th anniversary celebration when the time comes. He will be 115 years old at that time!!
The sun is shinning and the air is filled with the feeling of Spring. It’s almost 50 degrees and the fish in the pond have woke from their winters nap. The first feeding of the the year is always fun as the fish are just like us. They are hungry but it takes them a while before they decide to have their morning cup of “Coffee” or rather bit of breakfast in the form of fish pellets.
We removed the netting that catches the winters gift of fallen leaves and discovered a skein of frog eggs. Mommy frog wasn’t too happy though when she discovered that her little darlings tads were no longer where she thought they belonged. Upon discovering that they were rolled up in the netting we carefully relocated them back in the edge of the pond and Mommy Frog was HAPPY AGAIN! Frogs are such amazing creatures and this Mom was no exception.
“It was the first time I had ever heard a frog cry.”
I didn’t even know they could cry! We kept hearing this strange noise coming from the water and upon furter investigation we saw her swimming toward us with her head out of the water. The sound she was making wasn’t the normal sound you hear frogs make. It wasn’t a croak but like a muffeled wooshing sound. In fact I thought at first it was the sound of a big bird flying overhead. What a good Mommy Frog she was. She did not give up until she had her little tads back with her in the water.
“It’s amazing how mothers of any species will stop at nothing to protect their babies.”
