Yesterday, the temperature inexplicably rose up into the sixties for a few hours, followed by rain and a severe flood watch. Since then it has plunged back into the teens after an overnight snow storm, during which I woke up to the sound of cracking trees and thundering wind rattling my drain pipes. Never a dull moment here in the mountains.
Anyway, yesterday’s reprieve gave us a chance to run out and plant some seeds because the soil had thawed. Hickory nuts foraged from the forest went into small pots and will, with any luck, grow into trees that will be here long after we have gone.