Spring in the Foothills

This is without a doubt, my favorite time of year.  The hills are green, the weather is bright and sunny, and the temperature is mild, often cool in the morning and shirt-sleeve weather by midday.

Coming up out of the river bottom a week ago I noticed the willows that have stubbornly insisted on growing around the telephone terminal box along Globe Drive, have put out the bright green/yellow blooms.  The long narrow leaves will follow soon, but for now, the stark thin sticks are accented along the tops by the bloom.

The spring season is also a time when ranchers build fences.  The ground is wet and will dig much more easily than any other time of the year.  The weather is not overly hot, so being out in the sun all day is not such a huge job.  And, well, that's just when we've always built fence.

My neighbor and I have a pair of bulls that tend to want to butt heads, and this means fences between us often need repair.  Finally, this winter, we decided one particular stretch needed to come down entirely and be replaced.  So ... that's what happened.

Because we both have other obligations, the project has run out over several weeks to get finished.  But this Saturday is finally "Finish Day" and should wrap it up.

Not a huge length, and the braces at the top of the hill, and also at the bottom , are all in, and the steel posts in between are all driven.  All that is needed now is to pull the six strands of barbed wire tight, then clip them to the steels.  

Fortunately, I have a hillside that the cattle are grazing on now, as my field is to the left of this line, his to the right.

Bottom set of braces, with my transportation parked out of the way.  You can see how pretty it is out here now.