Today is my cousin Eve's (Sunny Side Up) birthday. A victim of being a Leap Year baby ( Feb. 29th) she celerbrates today. Eve, Happy Birthday from all of us we love you! Bill, Julie, Emma Lou and Winslow Homer.
As I looked out my window this morning, I saw a sign of spring! With a tear in my eye I had to look beyond my beloved 27 year old Sugar Maple tree, split right down the middle. The Hawthorne, completely bent over as if bowing to Mother Nature. My favorite, a white Donald Wyman Crab Apple completely gone. But Alas, there are two trucks at the end of my driveway, oh it's the Parson boys, farmers from down the road. This can only mean one thing, it's sap time!!!! The tubing is strung among the Sugar Maples and barrels set in place. In New England, this means spring is close at hand. The fragrance of sweet maple sugar will soon be in the air!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh sweet Spring!
This is a sad day at Dog Trot Farm, the last issue of Country Home Magazine has arrived (as in no longer being published!). I have been subscribing since it's beginning and have saved each and every issue. I am sure many of you enjoyed the decorating, gardening, cooking tips and ideas as I have. Now gone too, the column of Karen Weir-Jimerson who wrote about her farm life in rural Iowa. She will be missed. I guess I'll just have to keep my fingers crossed that my second favorite magazine "Early American Life" can stand strong. ( And you can bet I will keep saving each and every issue!)
Yesterday morning I tossed out some apples and oranges for the wildlife that visit my yard. As the day wore along, I happened to look out the window and noticed one plump Robin Red Breast enjoying the feast that I had provided. He sampled the peel of an apple, orange, and on to another apple. He spent a very contented afternoon, looking around now and again for uninvited visitors.
This morning, a beautiful spring-like morning, with temperatures close to fifty degrees. (Three feet of snow still on the ground.) He returned! Spent the day enjoying the treats, all by himself, no intruders. Will he return tomorrow? I will keep you posted!
Good Monday evening. I have returned to the mainland after an extended weekend visit to the island. The sun was shining, but bitterly cold. Here is a glimpse of island life in the winter. This is Bev Jones, the mail carrier for Long Island. She has been enjoying this job for almost thrity years. She is a vey special lady and I am proud to call her my mom.
This is a very sad island house. As you can tell no one is occupying this home. The shades are drawn and the need to plow the driveway is no longer. The owners, Mr and Mrs K. Jones have left for a warmer climate and a new adventure!
Yes, this vehicle is plowed in and will not see daylight till spring when the owners return to the island!
A winter scene looking down on the "Old Cove"of Long Island.