March marches on

This month was loaded with... SUNSHINE.

Our trees and flowers are blooming with impressive results, which makes us worry about a late frost.  Well, I worry, Harold has ordered more trees and flowers and stuff from the gardening catalogs, and he is always digging a hole for something, or planting something, or roto-tilling somewhere.
 Apple tree Wisteria
The bees are busy like themselves, and the dogs are bringing us proof that there is always a fly in the ointment, or in their case a tick in the fur.

My Mom visited and while it rained some during her visit (of course) she had a great time hanging out in the pig sty.  Really, every time I turned around Mom was playing with those piggies.  How she never got dirty doing so is beyond me.  I look outside and I get dirty.

 The dogs adored my Mom.  Ralph slept with his head in her lap, whenever she would sit on the couch, Skeeter snuggled with her, Decibel, oh gasp, jumped up on her all the time, and smooched standing up, with is strictly 'verboten' in my house, but Mom 'didn't mind', and what can I do then?

It is difficult enough to resist her smiling face.  

She is a pepper too... she loves playing with empty soda pop bottles.