sounds of spring

In addition to the tweeting of the birds, the peeping of the spring peepers a new voice has joined the chorus to let us know that spring has arrived.

Spooky, my little donkey friend who lives down the hill, has obviously been turned out into his field because we can hear him braying. He's very sweet, white with grey spots. He's named Spooky because he was born on Halloween eve. He has a little harem of six brown lady donkeys but I don't know their names.

The first of the iris has also started to bloom. That vivid purple color is so lovely and really lets me know that the growing season is here in full force.