The birds were singing early this morning, the sun was shining in all my windows and the soft spring winds were gently blowing thru the many cracks in the walls. It feels like spring. The air outside smells like cold soil and sweet maple sap. The roads are thick with mud and many a small car can be seen in the road side ditches, their tires sucked in by the deep mud. Mud season is here. It is also mouse and mole season. They are out and exposed, to the delight of the barn cats. The Gold Prince was out looking for a meal or two today and hiding behind the big door waiting for a meal to run by.