The elevation of Ester Dome is only 660 meters, but at this latitude, that is enough to be quite a bit cooler and retain more snow. My friend M and I, both excellent candidates for being Narnian white witches, went up this morning to ski one last time.
It was a beautiful, crisp, clear day.
We could see the White Mountains:
And Murphy Dome:
The Whites again:
Where a raven had swooped for breakfast:
Poor little wodent didn't make it:
On the way back, we went to Ann's Greenhouses, for potting soil and seeds.
I'm only starting squash and a few herbs. I've learned that peas, potatoes, and herbs grow quickly enough to go directly into the ground after the last frost, and my tomatoes will *never* grow as quickly or heartily as greenhouse-started ones, so I don't bother starting them from seed. So all I start in my office are squash and the herbs I'm most anxious for (basil and cilantro).
Ann's got an astonishing operation going:
Oh, I finished splitting my full rounds last night:
2 comments:
Glad to see you buy woods than cutting your own.
Afer reading your 04/05/11 posting, C. thought you would be the best person for her to-be-behind-the-schedual work.
I've *never* cut my own wood and would not even consider it. I like my privacy. :)
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