Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter Bog





Still tons of snow ... just twenty minutes from here and there's nothing on the ground, much less in Boston.


We are lucky in snow I guess, now it's over three days into spring, but not a crocus in sight. The main thing is, it's now been 114 days. Snowshoeing that is.





Easter Day 2008

Saturday, March 15, 2008

About Time

Trees formerly locked in a barkish kiss? Wonder what this formation is called. It's been over 100 days of snow on the ground, and as many inches plus.The bog is sketchy at any time, but even the edges today are tricky. Best to find deer tracks and follow them out.



Friday, March 14, 2008

Early Spring Vistas

Light snow yesterday evening. And on Wednesday, on the way home from Portsmouth I could see a snowy fog over the mountain, and collided with the snow flurry a few minutes later in our driveway. Just a few minutes of flakes, but almost a quarter inch that melted in a half hour.


Still traipsing around the woods out back every day ... won't be lying in that hammock for a while.
Pictures taken on March 2nd.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Chocolate Travellers

Mt. Washington Valley's 19th Annual Chocolate Festival. Sunday, February 24, 2008.

Watch out festival folks, here we come!!















The happiest group on the trails.....they loved us!!!!!!!


Time to park the shoes and find the chocolate. This lovely pink house is the Riverside Inn B&B.













This tastey treat was one of the best. Thank you to The 1785 Inn.






Happiness is sharing chocolate with your friends!!!





Take a little dip, take a little dip, take a little dip with meeeeee!! ;)


















Life is good!















What a perfect day in the Mountains! Blue sky, warm, lots of snow, good friends and plenty of chocolate!





















I could get used to this!

What did you say? (don't bother me, I'm having a chocolate bliss moment). I can't hear anything with this thing over my ears, and I don't care 'cause I'm eating chocolate cake with ice cream and strawberries. Next year let's stay here at the Old Field House lodge.