With Eyes on His Feathers

Even though it’s cold and the ground is still frozen, this guy sees spring in his future.

He pranced and stomped and squealed.

With eyes on his feathers, I admit I almost fell for him.

He swayed to the right and to the left, just waiting for the right girl to come along.

The wind caught his feathers but it didn’t seem to bother him one bit. He just kept right on going, standing tall and beautiful.

I hope this first day of March gets you frisky and excited about spring approaching. It excites me to no end at the thought of daily sunshine and short-sleeve shirts. I know we still have more cold in our future but today I’m going to wear bright feathers in my hair in anticipation for the warmth of spring.

Happy Friday everyone!

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Handsome Fella

The Mule Shoe Ranch is on the way home for us and we have to cautiously drive around it every time. The curvy street is a runway for the peacocks and peahens to strut their stuff.  They definitely don’t like the snow so lately they’ve been perched on railings if they aren’t in the barn. Yesterday they were taking advantage of the bright sun and were posed to perfection for a portrait.

This guy wanted to make your day brighter here on Uprooted Magnolia.

Hope you are having a great weekend!

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