I went into the Valle on Sunday to check my mail. It rained. Yet, I noticed that several bushes were blushing with the promise of the new season.
I'm thrilled that Sunday marks the Easter Holiday, not because I'm expecting a visit from a certain bunny and not because I have four days off from work, but because as a southern gal, this time of year means I can bust out some more colorful clothing (or at least gives me an excuse to shop for new). I'm sure fashion editors may roll their eyes at this line of distinction, but Easter Sunday is when ladies and flowers bloom and we all join in on the parade. This is a fact, at least here in the south, even though it may be snowing in the mountains.
So here is my newest monitor obsession (hat tip to Amy) It is a live Barn Owl Nest, complete with newly hatched owlets!
