Friday, April 17, 2015

Spring's first greens and glows

The tingly spiciness of this year's chives.

The unfurling of the rhubarb flag.

The gorgeous glow of the setting sun on the house.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Snowshoe outing at Notchview

Where ever the trail peters out, the red blazes are what you keep an eye out for. The snowshoeing symbol helps out to, encouraging the lone trekker to go just a wee bit further down the trail. Or off the trail.

This week there were many more animal tracks than the previous week's trip. The birds are changing their songs to their springtime calls of enchantment.

Despite having a little point and shoot with me, I didn't get any pictures of the pair of ruffed grouse that surprised the hell out of me as I trudged past! And I was mighty close to the second one without realizing it, before it took off like a heavy chicken to a safer copse.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Collection: snow benches

Benches of Northampton in various states of snow cover. I could only get to one to sit on and even then I had to brush off the morning's fresh snow.

We didn't get as much snow as Boston this winter, but we've still had more than I've ever seen here (or anywhere).

This is how I perceived every New England winter, full of snow, always present with another storm on the way. I loved the weather and have my fingers crossed for next December-March.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Seed swap

Thinking of spring, as the snowpiles ever. so. slowly. melt. away. Met some lovely folks who shared their seeds and knowledge. Caught up with others on neighborhood news. And have replenished my seed collection and I'm all ready to get planting.

There's just the small matter of 3-4 feet of accumulated snow that needs to disappear first.

Friday, February 27, 2015

The taste of spring to come

Magnolia blossoms, fuzzy and ripe to bloom... soon-ish. Patches of green grass under my boots. The taste of the saltbox under all that snow and ice.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

A jaunt into town

A light snowfall this morning, falling ever so slowly but not enough to add more than a lacy layer to our snow collection.

 And a feather! Does this mean the birdies are returning?

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Frigid February morning

Pear custard pie for one. For breakfast. I'm the only one in our family who enjoys it, so I shrunk it down to make just a couple of servings and it's all for me. A warm, creamy, fruit and egg meal sounds like the right way to start a cold day like today.  Jasper the cat feels the same way, but he didn't much care for the pear.

All of the beasts are indoors today, looking out through paisley patterned windows. Starting to think a little bitty bit about the springtime thaw. And growing things we can all eat and savor together.