a walk around the farm

I arrived in McPherson last Friday night. It rained all day Saturday. We were on the edge of a blizzard warning on Sunday. By the following Friday, it was 82.

BOOM. Spring has spring. 

Well, for the day. 

The wheat is growing bright and green; the weeds are brown and dry.

Mice and rodents and pests are just part of farm life. In one of the fields my dad showed me row after row that didn't get planted with wheat because a dead mouse was blocking the opening. That's life.

My mom has been talking about the owl that hangs out around the silo for months, so my reason for this walk was simple: spot the owl and take its picture. I'm pretty sure it flew away as soon as I opened the back door, but I maintained hope that it would return to the silo.

As I looked up the rungs for the silo I saw something sticking out near the top. A NEST?!?! WITH BABIES!?!? I got really excited.

I was totally going to make my mother's day. WE HAVE BABY OWLS!!!! [Yes, this does require that much punctuation.]

Then the nest moved.

And crawled up the silo.

Could someone please tell me how a raccoon got up there? The first rung is about three and a half feet off the ground. As I child, I remember having difficulty getting to the first area to climb up. What was this raccoon doing?

Then I thought about it potentially falling on my head and I got the heck out of dodge.

I love sunshine.



love you people.
xo