I think “Nemo” is a ridiculous name for a blizzard.
Just wanted to get that off my chest.
Now I can continue.
I think “Nemo” is a ridiculous name for a blizzard.
Just wanted to get that off my chest.
Now I can continue.
I finished them!
Yesterday, which was Thanksgiving, was also my only day off this week. As I mentioned in my previous post, we did a brunch instead of the traditional turkey dinner, which was wonderful and relaxing and left us with a whole afternoon and evening to do whatever we felt like doing.
I felt like finishing these two quilts.
March came in wildly this year. Not so much like a lion, more like a polar bear. We’ve had such a mild winter it was a bit of a shock to get hit with some ground-covering snow Tuesday night and into Wednesday. Okay, I guess technically that was still February, but the snow stuck around all through yesterday and we got another dusting over night. It’s melting today, and tomorrow we get rain, but still…never ever become complacent when it’s winter in New England.
That said, we’ve got seedlings coming up inside, particularly the butternut/futsu hybrid squash plants that Bill planted just to see if they were viable. They certainly were – and continue to thrive. Bill keeps saying “well, if they live we’ll plant them outside.”
I think they’re living.
I took one of the plants out and set it on a windowsill so the snow out front would make the background for this tough little plant.
For the banner, I played around with contrast and brightness and saturation to bring out the green in the leaves and the purple in the snow.
And look – there, in the middle, where the stalk splits.
That looks like a blossom to me, with another one up to the left a bit.
A squash blossom. At the end of February.
You grow, little squash plant!
Our original plan for the trip was to spend the last day either at Black Mountain or at Attitash. Attitash won. It was five minutes down the road from our condo, for one thing, and Bill wasn’t all that happy after the broken lift at Black Mountain, so the decision was made pretty easily.
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Up the road a bit from our condo in NH there was this brown barn. The roof was frosted with a layer of icy snow, and on one side you could see that the warmth of the sun had caused the snow to melt ever so slightly. Just enough, in fact, for the sheet of snow to slide down around a foot or so.
But instead of the snow breaking and falling to the ground, this whole roof-side portion of snow stayed intact and simply curled down off the edge of the roof.
I kept meaning to take a picture, but I was always either the one driving, or we were on the other side of the road and I couldn’t get a clear shot.
But one day I was actually thinking about it before we got to the barn. Bill was driving, and we were heading from Black Mountain back to the condo.
I got one shot. The one above. It’s not entirely in focus, but you can get the idea.
After a day of lounging around on the couch, reading and napping, I was very happy to hit the road with Julia the following day.
We had yet another snow storm – and no-school-day – this past Thursday. We awoke to somewhere around a foot of snow on top of all the other snow we’ve had this season.
Bill started mounding snow against the deck after the first major snow, and he’s been adding to it with each successive snow storm.
The kids have actually been skiing on it, but this past Thursday, they were all about the sledding….
Here’s the view earlier this morning from my kitchen window. It’s still snowing. Supposed to snow pretty much all day.
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