I actually went out without my heavy jacket. The few trees that did lose their leaves, are starting to get them back. The grass is still green. Even with all of this feeling
of spring, and the fact that the sun shone most of the day, it spitz. It just can’t be without something falling from the blue sky. My DiL had a lot,and I mean a lot, of manure and wood chips dropped in the front yard. I’m a city girl. Manure smells
really like ...really bad. Twice a day, Dixie and I have to pass it going for our walk. We walk way around the pile. The pile is getting smaller. My DiL has her brother working on moving it from there to a protected area. By protected, it is under tarp, to
be used at a later date.At one end of PT there is an active paper mill. On beautiful waterfront property. From before land restrictions. We are several miles from it, but when the wind shifts, everyone in town knows which way the wind is blowing. It can last
from a few minutes to a couple of hours. Today, I got the paper mill and the manure.