We just returned from a wonderful weekend at the lodge, complete with six inches of fresh new snow Saturday night. We kept the "winterizing" going, which meant we had to act like pioneers in several aspects, including melting and filtering our own water. For renters of course we'd turn the water on, but it was kind of neat to act like we were in the 19th century. Well, we thought it was neat, our teenage daughters weren't as enthused--but they survived. John had cut and split two cords of downed wood this fall and it's dried nicely, so we were really toasty warm (truthfully, I also used the furnace, but don't tell him...). He used the tractor to start clearing an area for little Jack's future cabin; tractor work is always good for his soul. Our neighbor loves plowing so we arrived with very little work to do except to just turn the key and start the fire. The moon was huge and beautiful, the cove was frozen over for great skating and sliding, and we obviously have some very happy deer and turkeys on the property since they ate all of the cracked corn we left on the feeding stations last week. The dogs, as always, were beside themselves with glee; acres to run around on, squirrels to chase, and a woodstove to curl up beside--what could be better?
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