Spring has sprung. If we didn't have 4 feet of snow, the grass would grow. Kita says it's too hot.

Check this out, Martha would be proud.
Well, at least I can move around. I found stuff I haven't seen for a long, long time. I'll thin out some stuff in the spring when I can throw it in the back of the truck.

I went down the road to check out the nearest dead fall. It's a lot bigger than I thought. You could build a house out of that tree. Maybe I'll get to it tomorrow, or not. Gotta run, time to punch down the bread.