Babs Young has been out and about beyond the northern borders of the County. She writes: What a difference a week makes. This time a week ago I had just gotten my electricity back after about 48 hours of none. Today it was 60º and I went out without a coat. This old barn is on Norwood Road a little west of US 31.
Now I must tell you that Our Babs has been known to run around without a coat at surprising temperatures, but she is right. This afternoon was downright silky. I do not even mind that we have had to go around changing all the clocks. Not much anyway. Happy first taste of spring. In living HDR yet.
Posted in: Babs Young photos, Farms of Antrim County
Torch Lake Views 
Martha
March 11, 2012
While we are all giddy about the weather, has anyone realized that this means a buggier and weedier summer? That just hit me about 20 minutes ago. Let’s really, really enjoy our spring!
Gerry
March 11, 2012
I am counting on the asian carp eating the mosquitoes and the phragmites smothering the autumn olive. I will make movies of it all.
Heather
March 11, 2012
Nice picture-in-a-picture view!
Gerry
March 11, 2012
I liked it, too – always interesting to see Michigan Weather Whiplash made visible like that.
kanniduba
March 12, 2012
I did not love getting up in the dark again…mornings have been so much easier the past couple of weeks, now I’m back to dragging my half drunk with sleep body out of bed. Ah, well…I suppose the evening light will be worth it. 🙂
Mid 60’s predicted here all week! A few days of rain here and there too, but I’ll take it! Perhaps this year it will be “March showers bring April flowers?”
Gerry
March 12, 2012
I think I am lucky to have no early morning or late afternoon appointments that cannot be adjusted to suit me. The livestock tend to operate on their own mysterious schedule, only roughly approximating the clock.
I would like us to have a gentle spring, one that stays cold long enough to help the orchards rest, warms up gradually enough for everything to unfold in its own good time, and then stays warm instead of whipping around and freezing all the tender buds. What I would like and the way things work out is only sketchily related. I adapt.
It will be nice to think of you enjoying evening light.
uphilldowndale
March 12, 2012
Now Gerry, you’ve got me thinking of a poem about nature not having a clock. Now I’ll not settle till I’ve found it. See what you do!
Gerry
March 12, 2012
I make as much mischief as I can in a given day. It is my chief employment.
shoreacres
March 12, 2012
Working as I do with the sun, this change always distresses me. It means ending work and coming home for supper around 6:30 or 7. That means I have to whip myself into shape and have supper ready by the time I leave home, lest I be tempted toward easy and unhealthy at night.
The good news is I have morning-time now for a second cuppa and a gaze at the lovely barn. I might even change the high-up clock in the kitchen – or not. After all, in six months….
Gerry
March 12, 2012
My theory exactly. My little camera is putting the “right” timestamp on things for the first time in months.
I’m thinking I should create a sort of Gerry Kibble – some kind of reasonably healthy mix of nutritious objects that won’t spoil sitting in a canister on the counter. Eat a cup of that and a piece of fruit and call it supper. I suppose that sounds like granola – but I don’t really like granola much, except the kind that’s trail mix and that has a lot of calories for a person whose primary form of exercise involves keyboarding.
I wonder if we could start an Olympic keyboarding event. I digress even more than usual.
Sybil
March 12, 2012
Living near the coast, most of the “mozzies”, aka mosquitos, are blown away from my yard by the on-shore winds. Sometimes I forget that’s what happening and blithely blunder into the woods and am promptly mobbed by bugs …
I love the picture in the picture Gerry. Is that done using a special program ?
Gerry
March 12, 2012
You know, that’s right – the note about the mosquitos. But in my case, the bugs are blown right into a cul-de-sac at the bottom of my stairs. I have to run the gauntlet, but when I get to the top of the stairs I’ve mostly left them behind.
As for the cool picture technology, I leave it to Babs to tell you how she does these things, but yes, she’s used her photo-editing software to do that. Clever minx.
P.j. grath
March 12, 2012
The contrasting photographs capture perfectly the rapid transition of the past week. Monday morning–rain. Not a bad day to sleep an hour “later” than usual, i.e., to get up at the regular time!
Gerry
March 12, 2012
The fur children got me up at the “regular” time, which was a good thing. Dean Peters had delivered my Record-Eagle, and we got our morning break in before it started to rain. Rain is good. Rain will recharge my well. Eventually.
Margie
March 12, 2012
Ah, what next: crocus in bloom? Thinking we might actually have green grass by the weekend! 55 degrees this morning when I got up, so I sat out on the porch swing with my coffee. First time I was able to do that in months. So exciting, listening to the birds and the rain! This is PARADISE!
Gerry
March 12, 2012
Snowdrops maybe. Or maybe just me – I am in bloom myself. When we dashed out this morning for the paper and a short constitutional a pileated woodpecker yammered at us the whole time. I couldn’t see it, but it was VERY vocal. We are all enjoying the moment’s grace.