Tag Archives: snow

Mmm, maple

maple sugar house

Vermont’s maple open house weekend happened last weekend. It’s been so SO cold the sap has only run a few days so far. A lot of the local sugar houses weren’t open because they simply don’t have anything to boil yet, and they may or may not have anything left from last year to sell. It’s just been a weird winter…

But Boyden’s was open, and as usual, the place is shockingly photogenic…

maple doormaple chandelier

And of COURSE we couldn’t go eating all that sugar on snow without sharing any. Windsor has had a little yogurt on a spoon so she sort of knew what to do when we offered her some sweetened snow:

maple first

That’s her “new flavor” face. Trust me, she loved it. She started reaching out to the bowl of snow with both hands! Then after just two stops she got tired and it was nap time. But all in all, a successful outing!

maple sign

too far north for snow

Being too far north for snow sounds like an odd statement. After all (in this hemisphere) North is usually where the snow happens.

snowy sunflower

But this nor’easter came in off the coast, and hit southern New England hardest. We had just a dusting, up to a sticky, wet inch in a few places.

snowy seedhead

And it all melted by noon. The afternoon was glorious, warm, and sunny.

snowy pansy

But at least the boys got a chance to play before it was gone.

playing catch

Still snowing, still sick

I think I’m finally on the other side of this nasty cold. I was planning on going to the doctor’s today, but then the biggest snowstorm of the season surprised us all.

neil in the big snow

I love the uncertain look on Neil’s face. Also that pile of snow on his right – my car is under it somewhere.

We had 30 new inches this morning, and it’s still coming down now.

Just yesterday Neil wished for one more big storm before the end of winter.

I can’t blame him, it was 50F and raining hard when he said it. We all think those sorts of things from time to time.

It’s so bad out there they canceled work. And my Dr’s office was actually closed, even if I could have gotten out of the driveway.

The mail didn’t come today either. Apparently even the postman’s creed has limits.

Evening snowshoe walk

Reggie is good, Jake is impatient

All sunsets are better with a dog

I don’t consider myself a photographer, but I did line up this shot on purpose

From the top of the hill, you can see down into the valley

and if you look closely, you can see our house

on doing too much

I had big plans for this past weekend. Sketching, swatching, knitting an entire vest, writing up a pattern or two, driving to a family gathering, TWO photo shoots…

I always have big plans, and I always know in advance I’m not going to get to it all. But do you see what I’ve done up there? Everything (well, maybe excluding the family gathering) is eye intensive. And my poor eye muscles were already over worked by Friday afternoon. I was supposed to be taking the weekend off. But I didn’t, I powered through as much as I could, giving myself another set of headaches, and only just stopping before the migraines kicked in (because I’m stubborn, not stupid – migraines HURT)

So I woke up this morning and already had an eye strain headache. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn I’d been staring at things in my dreams… But what to do when my day job (science) and my hobby/job (designing) both use my eyes? Well, I’m taking the day off. Today I’ll get away from anything that might over work my eyes. I’m typing this in my snow pants. So if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some cross country skiing to take care of!

A snow day

Monday the snow started to come down, and by that evening the roads were so slick that my car (with the summer tires) couldn’t make it up the hill to my house. Luckily my town has a little parking lot in the village for those of us who live on the hill but can’t make it home. Tuesday morning, we had instant winter:


Neil and I shoveled out my car and we got it onto the road, only to realize there was no way I could make it all the way to the bus stop. So Neil took me home again, and I settled in for a snow day.

Well, settled isn’t quite the right word. First I paced anxiously while I tried to figure out how I could get to Jay Peak for a ski day. But short of standing on the side of the road with my gear and my thumb out (which probably would have worked, this is VT after all!) I had nothing. So then I settled in. I ripped out and re-knit a hat band which I’d done incorrectly the night before. I finished a sweater – and then discovered I need to rip out the collar and re-knit it too. So I moved back to the hat. Just as I realized the stripes weren’t coming out* they way I wanted a friend showed up with a loaf of bread and two pairs of snowshoes.

I put some chicken soup on the stove and we went out into the white, wintry world. I picked a trail through the nearby sugar bush and we walked, saw birds, examined tracks and tap lines, and enjoyed the fresh air. We earned our mugs of hot chocolate and some more knitting time for later in the day. It was really an excellent way to spend the day, and by Tuesday evening the roads had been treated and my car made it home. Still, I really should get some snow tires…

If you were snowed in tomorrow, how would you spend the day?
At Twist Collective they ask a contributor question with each issue, and this was the question for their winter issue. I thought the responses showed which contributors actually had snow days in their region vs. those who lived somewhere warm that didn’t experience a lot of days off due to frozen precipitation.

*I really don’t want to count the number of times I’ve screwed up knitting one of my own designs this week…


it was a dark and snowy morning