Reading up on maple sugaring. Maybe this year we will get in over our heads and tap too many trees. It would be nice to one day have an evaporator... and a sugar shack to pt it in.
Here she is knitting like a true homesteader in the winter. Across the back of the couch is a quilt made by a certain mother/ mother-in-law. Her legs are also wrapped in a green fleece blanket made by the same to match our Mini Cooper. The Mini had to go, but the blanket still keeps us warm.
Creek froze. If I was younger I'd try sliding down this creek on my butt. Things hurt more, though, as time goes on.
He likes the snow and doesn't care how cold it is.
A pileated woodpecker kicked this dead tree's a**.