The sun is slowly creeping up over Whiteface, turning the sky into a mixture of pastel blue, deep purple and burnt orange. The icicles hanging down in front of the big window reflect the colors as the first chickadees of the morning start to come to the bird feeders. Herbie and Ed are both on the couch, heads darting back and forth. The view out the window looks like a Bob Ross painting. Soft lines and happy little trees everywhere.
The January thaw is upon us here in the Adirondacks. It’s a nice little break to have temperatures above freezing, but the rain that’s coming surely is not welcome. Over the last couple of days, I’ve lost almost a foot of snow to the warm, humid air, but I’m not complaining about that. There’s still plenty of the white stuff on the ground.
So much snow, in fact, that my driveway is no longer drivable. I’ve been parking at the bottom for over a week now. There’s obviously a pretty big downside to this, but also a few perks. I’ve gotten good at not forgetting anything when I leave, and shoveling a hundred yards of driveway is definitely preferable to shoveling a quarter mile of driveway. Also, the driveway is steep enough and snowy enough for me to ride the sled down to the car. So even when I have to haul groceries or water up, I at least get a sled ride in exchange. It’s really not a bad trade. » Continue Reading.