Spring is gradually edging out signs of winter on our little property, but it isn’t pretty.
The remaining snow lies about in grey icy heaps, a far cry from the pristine powder that fell for so many months. Rain has left pools of sludge in patches where the snow has melted and various unwanted items (like the butt ends from our New Year’s Eve fireworks) are revealing themselves in the mud.
I’m impatient for greenery, which is why Faith’s article over on the Kitchn was such a fun reminder of all that is to come in a few short weeks. The executive editor of one of the most popular food sites on the web dropped in for brunch last fall and I gave her a little tour of the homestead.