In the meantime, please continue to put up with my general blather (as opposed to my usual specific blather). We walked into town to get the paper this morning again.
Can you spot the anthill? It was too chilly for them to be out and about, doing their little anty things, but as soon as the sun appears, the top of that mound will be roiling.
The trees have a green tinge. Leaves are not far behind.
A week of sunny days, and these ornamental crabs will be in full bloom, and beautiful to behold.
When creek banks wash away, the fences are left hanging.
These old-style grain elevators are disappearing as quickly as they can be torn down and replaced with huge steel bins. Even the smallest South Dakota towns had one next to the train tracks. The new bins are big, but squat, and they're not visually impressive. Our skylines will look empty without these elevators.