The wonders of spring have welcomed themselves.
The snow is starting to melt, and rain is here and there, melting it even faster. Even the plants have started to bud.
The horses are starting to foal, so many times there are young horses running around somewhere.
This stretch of high risen grounds allow horses to roam without the marsh or swamps, but the treks to and from the water can be a little steep. The ground is well covered in grass and trees, but one wants to keep an eye out for the cliffs that suddenly drop off, leading to rock landings.