When I got home from my morning adventures Michael was outside. He had started a fire and was out in the woods. It looked like he was trying to move a giant pile of snow. It turns out he was uncovering the brush pile from last year. THIS is the perfect time to burn it and all the downed branches we found in the yard.
I was up by the fire yelling to him in the woods and he said, "Come on out, the only thing between us is snow."
I KNOW how this works. For 38 years I've been ,"Following his footprints in the snow," and sinking to my waist. I couldn't resist getting OUTSIDE and seeing what work we have to do.
Yes, I sunk deeper than Michael. This is not the deepest part of the yard. I DID make it out to him and the pile - thus the photo of him. I have been thinking how nice it would be to sit in the hammock...and GG was sleeping inside. The girls were listening and promised to get me if he woke up. I followed the moose tracks and headed for the birch stand.
Yes, I know it's early for hammocks, but I simply couldn't resist. This says spring. This says the outside season is beginning. We spend as MUCH time as possible outside in the spring, summer and fall.
It's greatly encouraging to have a fire and the chairs about...a spot of color in the white. Yes, it's spring...and soon we'll have muddy grass instead of snow...we'll endure that phase and then it will gloriously green up....and we'll have sun....we're up to 13 hours of sun now.
We were very tempted to grab the 'smore kit, but it didn't seem right without some kids around.