Such a nice taste of spring this past weekend (if you don’t think about global warming, that is). We had a great visit with friends, and some outdoor activities, including two fires – one nighttime beauty at the top of the hill in the fire pit … and another in the chiminea last night before dinner. So warm last evening I half expected to hear the first peepers … but we’re getting WAY ahead of ourselves.
We did notice a daffodil pushing through the field grass yesterday afternoon. Go back, little guy, go back!
I spent a good part of the afternoon trimming apple branches for drying, sawing, and, ultimately, some sweet burning come next year.
There they found everything in order … but rather wintry … to say the least!
The place has withstood the winds for 108 years … but man … those are some wild winters (and some humungous snow piles) up there!
He is snowshoeing over a drift in the back yard that has nearly buried the woodshed.
You’re taking “Reach out and Touch” to a whole new level!
And the Cornblog mailbox … looks pretty comfy there, doesn’t it?
Hard to believe that the snow will all be gone … boats in the water … dock in … windows open … sun shining … and all things back to summer-normal in another couple of months.
For now, though, winter appears to be rather firmly entrenched up there in those howling Helderberg hills!