The sun hidden behind the clouds created a golden red sky, but once the sun was up, all that could be seen were the clouds. The old saying "red sky in the morning, fisherman's warning" is holding true for south of my community - snow. My brother called from Lincoln, Nebraska yesterday and e-mailed
today - big snow storm. I don't think we will see but an inch or so. Oh, how I would like a last spring snow.
This walk, I counted 15 calves in the field - up 3 from my last check. Some of the older ones were "feeling their oats"- running and bucking. It was a cold walk with the wind blowing from the NE. I came in to the house with rosey cheeks. A Good Start for Monday Morning.