Slowly, slowly, it feels like we're coming to the end of the worst winter I can remember. Either it has been particularly cold, or each winter is actually getting worse, or as I get older the winter just feels worse. I desperately hope it's not the latter. Today we put the clocks forward and over the weekend partook in things that we do at the onset of spring.
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| Spot the fire pit. It's on the right there. |
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| A blessed few hours on a small stream. I used a Whickam's Fancy to hook about a dozen trout. I landed only three. |
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| Some of these, some caddis and some midges. |
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| I came across this rare Squirrel Tailed Hawk. (He wouldn't relinquish his catch and let me get close enough for some reasonable shots). |
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| I'm not sure if things in nature are handsome, but this bird looks it to me. |
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| We made maple syrup. The ratio of sap to final sugary loveliness is about 50-1. Each quart probably costs way more to produce than the stuff in the store. |
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| But it comes from our trees and it tastes more delicate and more pure.
And when we do this it means that winter is over. |
Jonny
It's too bad you couldn't get closer to that bird (hawk? sparrow?) - would have made some really nice photos.
ReplyDeleteGreat post and pics. I help a buddy out with his sugar shack and there is a lot of effort to get that tasty gold. It truly is a labor of love.
ReplyDeleteLove the shots of the squirrel killer.
ReplyDeleteExcellent photo's of the hawk. That stream looks beautiful.
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