Spring begins next week. Looking around my Blackland Prairie this week, I’d say it’s arrived. Not officially, of course, but it’s close. Tonight’s post is just another collection of things seen on Wednesday and Thursday evening. The opening photo, as well as the last image, are the same windmill photographed on the same night, but with different points of view. Most times I just wander. Or ramble. It’s what I do. My therapy.