The driest March on record meant lots of sand blowing. I was regretting the dirt work to get our “new” house in. Sand has been blasted through the doors and windows.
Luckily we missed the fires that started across the state.
Thankfully, we have had a week of wet weather. Rain, rain, and more rain.
The parched hills have filled up & turned green. The spring flowers have exploded.
The morning sun shines through the pure white and baby green plum bushes. The road ditches are alive with the new blooms.
One of the first wildflowers to bloom in the spring- the purple cow peas.
The grass is greening up. For now, we can enjoy the rain and the peace-of-mind that the cows will stay put.
