geese

this morning is gray and rainy.
rylan has been tapping maple trees to make syrup. this weekend he'll start boiling his second batch of sap. possibly his last depending on the temperatures.

went for a walk with ellie this morning to the very very old barn foundation on the property. all that's left are a few low stone pillars semi mortared together, and the outline of the walls in rock. right int he middle of it is this magnificent tree. it reminds me of the tree and the great owl from the secret of NIMH, very gnarled, very old, lots of branches, some high, some low. it has always been one of my favorite places on the entire property.

on the way back to the house, i heard something and looked up. there above me was a huge V of canadian geese flying north.
spring is coming.

i have always loved the migration of the geese. i track the seasons by them. and whenever i see them coming back north, i am filled with hope. winter will be ending soon, spring will come.

it never fails to make me smile and cheer my spirit.