Spring is such a temperamental bitch don’t you think? She isn’t kind mostly, not where I come from, and certainly not by nature. But she is very attractive which helps.
This time last week it was 37°C, I was floating in the crystal clear ocean and getting burnt to a crisp. Today? 15°C, snow on the mountains and blowing a gale. Unpredictable. Impossible.
We like those babies. Very much 🙂
But these babies?
Not so much.
Well, we do like them. A lot.
But when you have puppies, you have trouble. One of those cute puppies developed a liking for our ducks and chickens. He killed 8 ducks in 2 weeks, and couldn’t be persuaded to stop. Luckily we found him a good home with no poultry.
Now their mum, Bodhi, is on heat again, so we have had to lock her up. Poor Bodhi.
So, Spring. Fecundity, fertility, fanciful, ferocious, fickle and flighty.
There has to be a poem in there.