Spring has Sprung

This morning when we went out there where birds every where, robins & meadowlarks singing away.

I love the trilling sound of a meadowlark singing.

The summer Dawn was three years old we moved up on Monument hill, about eleven miles north of Cody, Wyoming. Dawn called meadowlarks her morning birds. As soon as the sun came up and the birds started singing, she would rush outside to play.

She had a rabbit, a chicken named Soda Pop (that would come running when Dawn called) and ducks that followed her all over the farm.