Something's trying to get in...
With the snow and ice nearly melted, I decided to investigate the goings-on inside the abandoned trailer next door. So I made my way across the sodden yard to the far end of the trailer and saw this. And just then my friendly neighbor walked up and told me which woodland creature had the go. "That here's from a bear. Must've smelled the fermenting food inside." And I thought back over the last few week's worth of nights and didn't recall ever hearing such a clamor. So it was
Giusto in tempo per la primavera.
I miei ordini di semi da giardino sono tutti arrivati e ora l'Imperatrice Gail ha onorato la mia roulotte con la sua ricetta per Pasta Primavera. Quindi non solo pianificherò il mio prossimo viaggio di mercato attorno a questa ricetta, ma ora pianificherò anche il mio giardino! Sarà un doozy...
No new neighbors.
Yesterday morning, a couple guys showed up at the vacant trailer next door. I had heard from a friendly neighbor that the trailer was to be auctioned that day. I watched them from my kitchen window. The guys chatted in the driveway for a few minutes, then walked up to the front door of the trailer and unlocked it. One of them peeked inside, but that was it. They both left. No potential bidders showed up for the auction. That afternoon I went for a walk, and the same friendly
Windy-go-go...
This evening I took my first moonlight stroll of the year. The temperature was finally above freezing at dusk, the lanes were mostly clear of ice and snow, and the large puddles easy to navigate. So off I went... A couple nights prior, a wind storm had swept through Lopstick. I remember being bundled in bed, listening to branches creak and snap off their tree trunks, some of them slamming into the trailer. I had wondered whether a branch would smash through a window. I got l
