Spring has finally sprung....a little

There is no shortage of farmland in our neck of the woods. We have prairie and flat  fields as far as the eye can see.  Across the road is a tree row and "pond" which amounts to some water from the melted snow that is still standing in the field. We get over there often to walk through the mud , collect shells that are left from last years standing water and explore in the trees. The girls and the dogs come home muddy and tired.