Lois Lowry's Blog
I am in Maine for the second weekend in a row. Last weekend it was snowy and sleety and my car, even with its four-wheel-drive, slid on ice through a stop sign (luckily there was no traffic coming). This weekend my meadow is bare of snow, the sun is shining, and it really seems as if spring is on the way. I have a stepson arriving this afternoon who plans to ski in NH tomorrow; my fingers are crossed that the ski slopes are in good shape. I did see lights for night skiing over on our small mountain here last night. But it has been a generally bad winter for the ski areas.
With the snow melted away from the bottom of my barn I was able to go out (through mud) and assess the place where the porcupines were going in and out. Two years ago I had had wood latticework put across such openings, but there is a big chewed hole in the wood, and when I went out to look, Alfie slipped easily though the hole to investigate the dark underbelly, and I was awfully glad that my guy had trapped the porcupines a couple of weeks ago and transported them to a distant place. (though I'm told they make their way back to their origins, and I picture them waddling at night down my road, getting ever closer)
I found some wire mesh in the garage, a piece just big enough to cover the hole until I can have the whole thing re-done, and went out with a hammer and nails and nailed it up, but in the process...being a klutz...hammered one of my fingers, and this morning I have a purple, achy fingernail.
This is a view over my meadow during a previous spring; I'm guessing April. This would have been taken at dawn, because it is looking east over the lake. Now here is the same view this morning (but not at dawn. The dog slept till 9 AM and therefore so did I!)
There could conceivably be snowstorms yet to come...in Maine it usually snows into April...but with such an odd winter already, perhaps that won't happen. It is bad for my gardens, having so little snow cover. Good for the deer, I guess, having things to browse on.
I'll head back to Massachusetts Monday and start getting organized in order to go to Bologna next weekend. My Italian publisher has planned various events which include my receiving a plaque from the mayor of Bologna. I would have preferred a lifetime supply of pasta! Only joking, only joking. It should be a fabulous time.