Turtles soaking in the sun along the Mississippi River and Reelfoot Lake.
“Spring has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.” ~W. Earl Hall
Most raccoons that I have encountered in the past have turned and headed in the opposite direction. This raccoon, however, ambled right toward us. I’m guessing he was hoping for a handout.
“The land comes alive through its wild creatures.” ~Charles Fergus
We spotted these blue herons standing in the floodwaters of Reelfoot Lake. Due to excessive rain during the past two months, the lake, which is usually out beyond the tree line, has spilled over its shores.
“Don’t pray for the rain to stop; pray for good luck fishing when the river floods.” ~Wendell Berry
A recent leisurely walk in a wooded park on a warm, sunny afternoon revealed ample evidence that springtime is finally here.
“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!” ~Mark Twain
For the past several days, a small flock of cedar waxwings have been sunning themselves in the bushes in our back yard in the late afternoon. They seem to want to soak up every bit of sunshine that they can before the sun sets and the temperature drops.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” ~Charles Dickens
One day earlier this week the sun was shining, the temperature was mild, and it was a perfect occasion for an afternoon stroll. I spotted a number of wild daffodils in bloom along our country road. Nothing brightens the disposition like seeing their little yellow heads bobbing in the wind.
“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.” ~Hal Borland
While driving the back roads along the Mississippi levee, we came upon a flock of snow geese scavenging waste corn out in a farm field. What a lovely sight they were when they became agitated and a frenzy of white bodies took to the sky. The whir of their wings as they shot off the ground, followed by a multitude of loud shrill cries, are sounds that will long be remembered.
“Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of delight.” ~Daniel Boone