Forest Blooms and Confused Days

I have found the cure for procrastination...spend all day Thursday thinking its Friday...Add to that one cat who seemed to disappear right before her vet appointment and a last minute substitution and it makes for a day of total confusion. So Mim made a visit to the vet instead of Emily, but she was scheduled for next week...so it was a cat switch.

So Mim got a clean bill of health and was a good cat...no meowing anyway, and all her shots and I was on my way running errands like the weekend was approaching.

But that meant I ended up being all set for a transport on Saturday and all my odds and ends picked up for agility. And the dogs got a walk in. Add to that starting the day at the crack of dawn and its amazing how much one can do.

Everything is beginning to bloom, even the leaves are putting out their ever strange buds.

Warm, warm weather and the puppies so happy to be swimming.

Me limping a bit after karate last night, but walking it out and hoping my tendon continues to recover.

I love it when the trees burst into bloom against the rocks.

This is not a good shot but it was the only angle...a HUGE hornet's nest dangling over the water.

Domino was just so happy to be splashing in the shallows. I've never known a dog who needs to cool down as much as Domino.

It has been raining so much that the forest smells delicious and clean.

Look for any color pallette and it is there.

From up above now we can see the forest really beginning to fill in.

Just touches of color everywhere.

Plants popping out of nowhere overnight.

I was happy to see the wild asparagus is indeed spreading through the meadow.

And the lilacs now full of buds.

The blooms of winter finally fading away.

And the smaller denizens hard at work.

Crossover time in the forest.

How does nature come up with those colors?

I sat by the lake watching the fish for quite some time. The sunfish...

And the bass who stay close to the sunfish until their babies hatch and join the schools of baby sunfish, protected by watchful sunfish parents. Its a symbiotic relationship that serves the bass well.

Every once in awhile a stormy wind blew through the forest and sometimes clouds loomed forbiddenly between the trees.

The buds of yesterday open to reveal leaves.

Or flowers.

Puppies and I had put in a very full day before even a hint of evening and we were all tired and ready for the trip home.