:-) After it fell on the ground because the hanging part on top had disintegrated too much, I worked a little hole into the bottom of this felted wool bird house last year, and stuck it on the top of a little broken-off tree. Now it’s slid down to the bottom, with some new matching nature-made holes nearby! (Notice that one of the missing wool leaves is on top of the log.)
Here’s how the melt looks, as of today. I kind of don’t want the snow to go, though, because then it’ll be all brown. But tiny bits of color will start appearing soon?
The melting ice formation on the ridge is all white and weird and crystal-y textured, with lots of free-standing stalagmite-y bits. Here’s how it looked a month ago.
More photos from my tromp outside this afternoon: lots of DRIPS up on the mossy glacial ridge! I love how this granite schist has all those little red pieces of garnet in it.
I went on a big tromp outside to update my approach of spring observations! This weekend, nature is working on MELTING. Some of the snow is still hard enough to walk on top of, but most of it has the granular texture of shave ice, and there are lots of patches of bare earth in front of the house, on Succulent Hill, over big rocks, and around the bases of trees. I love that trees give off enough heat to melt snow. ♥
More photos soon!
Ice on our ridge today. It’s sooo thick! Later I drove over the Connecticut River on the way to East Windsor and it looked amazing—all frozen and jaggedy and dangerous looking! I’ve got to check it out up close.
It’s a bit less cold today (mid-20s instead of mid-teens) so I went for a walk on our trail to check out all the giant icicles on the ridge. They are spectacular!
I’ve been working on my Christmas cards (just addressing them so far) since I have extra time right now, and tonight I was trying to think about what I did this year that I could write about in notes on the cards. At first I didn’t think much really happened this year, but then I made a rough list and now I think there’s too much to possibly write about.
Heh. It’s interesting what I listed. Almost all the things are solitary pleasures and about exploring and observing and experiencing small but intense details, but there are a few significant human connections here and there. I think lying in the hammock with Dean must be my most treasured activity, because I wrote it in all caps and underlined it twice!