Prairie fire! But no need for alarm. . .

For the past several years, they've burned off the prairie meadow across the street from us early in April. It's a controlled burn, but awe-inspiring just the same. Listening to the fire crackle and watching the smoke roll over the houses in our neighborhood, I can't help but think how frightening a prairie fire must have been a hundred years ago. But even more awe-inspiring is how beautiful everything is once the plants start pushing back through the charred earth.

On another note, we drove about fifteen miles to the south this evening and the pear trees were almost in full bloom there, so I'm guessing I'll be able to share pictures of our trees in bloom in a day or two.