Our Spring sees mud dry, and ice floes to go.
Our Summer sees the grass, struggle to grow.
Our Fall's vibrant hues, set the trees all aglow.
But Our Winter, ahhh Our Winter, has a carpet of snow!!
Yes, two shots (1 & 4) are of the same tree on consecutive days this week. And the snow on the left side of image 2 isn't a tree, it's SWMBO's eyeview of the snowpile beside the car out back. And yes, I KNOW it says 2009. That's because no matter how hard we try, we can't convince the digicam it's really 2008. Some sort of glitch the manufacturer claims. Yeah!! Maybe like instructions in English given to the Asian chip maker?? But, I just love living where the seasons make such spectacular entrances and such timid withdrawals. Kinda makes you feel alive with anticipation of what comes next while enjoying what you have.
10 comments:
Mike, when do they start tapping the maples out your way?
Beautiful.
Love the poem and love the photos, so crisp and clean looking... We are buried in snow at the moment too, but I think that only makes us appreciate Spring more...Thanks for sharing a little piece of your part of Maine with us...
I agree! I could never live somewhere that didn't have our change of seasons. Life would be too boring. ;)
Guy...it varies from late February to late March, depending on the weather. You need that 'freeze-thaw-freeze cycle' to get the sap running and maintain the flow. A majority of the operations these days involve permanent plastic tubing connections straight to the sugar house that require only flushing out and opening the taps.
Syd, Mies...THANKS. I DO love it here!!
Beautiful pictures, Mike. Trees with snow on the branches are one of the prettiest sights of winter, especially when the sun comes out and makes them sparkle. Just magic. Thanks for those, I enjoyed seeing them. Pat
I really like the photos and I can see why you like living in Maine. I too couldn't live any where that didn't have four seasons. Although I am a little sick of the present one this year...:)
Mike fantastic shots of snow covered trees. Your can almost hear the muffled sounds that snows bring, and the calmness and the still. It must be so wonderful then when spring finally does start to make an appearance. Thanks for sharing.
Wish I was there.
Wish I was there.
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