Seen: two Canada geese. You know what that means. Spring is here! Love it Love it Love it Love it … Winter seems to have passed quickly.
I take great care when walking to the barn, or a twisted ankle could easily be come by. The snow is crusty but sometimes soft underneath. It’s kind of like stumbling by foot over a lake of sugar cubes.
The cats sit patiently on a crusty snowbank, heads tilted as they listen to mice travelling in tiny tunnels below.
This week I worked with Scott and Bruce in town, staining and varathing baseboards and doors for a basement. Thank goodness they weren’t long days, as even slight forward-bending doesn’t agree with my back lately.
One afternoon on the way home I got dropped off at the library to deposit my last three books (read The Darkhouse thoroughly, skimmed through most of Isadora and the Freeland book) and was pleasantly surprised to find another batch had come in. I signed them out and strolled over to Corner Service, where Scott had gone to see our friendly neighbourhood mechanic.
And here’s the view from the row of three old theatre seats, where I sat with my haul of reading material while they finished their conversation: