In the alfalfa field, the last snowdrift of the season clings to life on the shady side of the terrace.
The recent rains combined with the March snowmelt have created some temporary ponds out in the fields of the low lying areas. Today, driving past one of them I saw some Mallards swimming back and forth in one of these ponds. They swim for a few moments, peering into the water in front of them and then stick their heads in and all you can see are wiggling tailfeathers. It looks for all the world like they come up smiling. Then they go on swimming , watching and repeat the whole routine.