We went to Middlebury today for Maggie to see the college. While eating lunch at a restaurant overlooking Otter Creek, we actually saw an otter. How often does that happen? Middlebury is an attractive town divided by Otter Creek and its waterfall.
Two days ago we were at Burlington for Maggie to see UVM. We walked the Lake Champlain waterfront, and Church St, a pedestrian mall with lots of watering holes and clothes boutiques.
Yesterday, between the road trips, I did some work around here. The pond, I finally noticed, was over-filled by about a foot of water. It has an overflow pipe like your bathtub does. The inflow wasn’t blocked, but the outflow was. A huge paver set on top of the pipe for protection had slid down grade and rested on vegetation in the outflow brook. I levered the stone back in place and dug out the vegetation, and for about a hour we had a fountain until the pond was back at its usual level.
Then I got the chain saw started and cut up two trees that had fallen on the pasture fence, thank you, Irene. Most of the fence is wire strung on posts and under tension, a fallen tree flattens it, but it springs up when you cut out the section of tree lying on the wire. Sometimes it can spring up while you’re still sawing, that’s scary. Finally I cut up a little ash wood winter fall for the fireplace, about two nights worth.
We have gold finches, red finches, downy woodpeckers, evening grosbeaks around the feeders. Yesterday I saw two butterflies, one orange and one black. New high temperature records are being set all over New England.
New blooms: maple trees.
Snow mostly gone, but still with some thin ice.
I guess this is why people pave roads.
Otter Creek falls.
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