Spring is finally here although the daffodils can be excused for their late arrival. Easter gave us a mixture of sunshine and chilly weather and Martin and I were patiently waiting for the day when the cows would be peering over the gate. They smell Spring and the grass that has turned from a short browny colour to lush green. The fields are still wet in places but mostly dry enough for the herd. So today’s the day, at last, Spring is here. One special day for me in the year when I witness mass excitement and freedom. All 140 girls charge out of the yard onto soft ground – what a sight. The jumping, galloping, snorting, bellowing and head butting make for a wonderful sight. I never tire of this annual sight.