Middle of March

Runoff from the recent rains gurgle and burble seemingless aimlessly but unabashedly determined to run through the ravine. The water dances and splashes over the rocks knowing their ultimate destination is to join the calming waters of the lake. Above the gurgling water, newly formed potholes – some quite deep – punctuate the gravel roads. Occasionally a deer jumps skiddishly through the woods. An early budding light yellow daffodil can be seen poking his head above the grounds. In the background, you can hear a rooster singing his cock-a-doodle-doo – even though it’s early afternoon. The signs of spring and softer weather are in the air.