|Scylla hesitates to cross the temporary waterway in the low point of our field|
|Railway Creek pretty much fills all the available space with its huge volume of snow melt|
|The aspens will have their roots submerged for the next couple months until warm (and drying) weather arrives|
The thermometer reads 6C with nighttime lows falling below freezing. The conditions for making maple syrup have arrived! Scylla and I decide to take a walk to see if Ivan has tapped his trees. Yes, of course he has, using both repurposed cans and classic maple syrup sap buckets.
|Repurposed cans catching maple sap|
|This nice old tree is big enough to take two buckets, one on each side of the trunk|
|The classic maple syrup sap buckets|
So with a green light to carry on we walk along this dead end road until it comes out onto a county road. The sides of the road are lined with beautiful rock profiles exposed when the road was built. A reminder that we are at the edge of the Canadian Shield.
|Many of the rock faces seem chiseled or split almost like in the making of old slate tiles|
|The rock face here is split into many faces and also more three dimensional|
|A little spruce has seeded itself and taken root in the accumulated humus on the rock shelf.|
|The rocks here have much bigger faces and the layers are clearly diagonal|
|Here there are huge chunks almost cantilevered over the shoulder of the road|
As the water continues it sculpts a wonderfully serpentine creek.
Back home we marvel at the exposed byways of small rodents who have spent the winter under the cover of the snow.
A pair of ruffed grouse (grice?? hmm) have appeared at our feeder. I often hear them as I ski by the hedge row but this is the first time we have seen them out in the open, both in the tree at the feeder and feasting on the fallen seed on the snow.