The Ring-necked Ducks remain on the pond as we make the long transition into spring. There is still a bit of snow on the ground from last week’s squall, making it feel as if we have a long way to go. Other weekend events included an earthquake Friday and Daisy’s eleventh birthday Saturday.
Here are our steadfast avian harbingers the Ring-necked Ducks, on the pond at the start of March to signify the coming spring. They are camera-shy, and I scared them off, but they are back again this morning.
We are once again engaging in our great passion, replacing the roofs on various outbuildings. This will be our fourth, following, in order of appearance, pump house, barn, and cottage.
Once again George Cole has met one of our hitherto undetected needs in the form of this late 19th century Tiffany & Co. sardine fork. We are slowly building our collection of obscure silver.
Jen has been hard at work digging up the dahlias so they can survive the winter in our basement. The dahlia tubers aren’t just going to divide themselves.
We had a mostly happy Thanksgiving, although we were very sorry not to have Julie and Stacey with us. They stayed home out of concern for Rinda’s health.
It was wonderful to have Sarah back with us for the week. She was in high spirits throughout.
Lew was in good form, tucking into a Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings.
Jen served five kinds of pie, including my personal favorite, the labor-intensive yet delicious hickory nut pie.
Lewis sampled one of the three kinds of cranberry sauce on offer.
Eric and Geoff, now our neighbors in Clinton Corners, enjoyed vegetarian fare. Is that a piece of turkey on Geoff’s plate? Who can say?
Lewis washed a truly amazing quantity of dishes, for which he was designated a Hero of the People.
The frost has held off, so we’ve been able to harvest plenty of peppers with which to make hot sauce. In the background you can see a colander full of Bogmere Pippins, gathered by Jen. They are tasty, if perhaps unsightly.
In less cheery news, marauding deer laid waste to our new donut peach tree, seen in the foreground. I don’t think it’s coming back from this.