First Day of Spring!
And, wouldn’t you know it, there’s still snow on the ground. A lot of snow.
Typical New England.
Things were kind of drippy and melty at the beginning of the week. My rock wall took on a new, slick beauty…
and the grass looked like it was covered in lace.
But, then the snow hit – a blizzard like I’ve never seen before. A solid day of swirling white that ended with drifts against the house and up onto the porch. Here you see what can happen when you forget to bring your boots in on the eve of a storm.
Thankfully, CPT A had another pair at the ready.
Ginger was thrilled to see more snow. The dogs seemed pretty happy about it, too.
Kipper and Manny spent most of the morning hunting something that was running around under the drifts along the back fence. What was it? A mole? A vole?
I think they would have stayed out all day if I’d let them.
And, the chickens took it all in stride. (I so admire the chickens – so unflappable).
Ginger even managed to take one of them sledding.
What an extraordinary bird!
I do what I can to get them to patches of grass during the day. Here you see me sunning myself in front of the barn, which is the warmest, sunniest place in the yard in the afternoons. It feels heavenly just to just sit and feel (relatively) warm – and then to hear the pleasant sounds of the chickens…their contented clucking. It’s lovely. I can almost forget I’m still wearing a parka and snow boots.
From the dining room table, hoping to get some more sun today,