On this sunny and warm evening, so uncharacteristic of early March in Upstate New York, Hudson and I took a stroll out on the hill.
Here's how it looked:
|The sun going down over the western hill|
|Crossing a sloppy area. Sometimes these make Hudson go BOING!|
|Heading through the field. You can still see where my husband mowed a path for us last year.|
|That's what we earth science geeks might call a "vernal stream."|
|Last shot before I pocketed the camera.|