The last? Ski? Of the season?

The snow is rotting, and it's warm and sunny out, soooo.... well, I just don't know. Who knows? The weather gods, they are fickle.

Autumn dashing through the snow!


Linden looking paradoxically dignified:


After we got back, I attacked my woodpile. I must say, I am a huge fan of my New splitting maul. It's a good weight and balance for me.

And that is all I've got for today. Happy spring, everyone! Warmth or no warmth, we still have all of the beautiful daylight!