“the woods are lovely dark and deep.. and I have promises to keep: .. one of my favorite Robert Frost poems.. but today it was lovely bright and deep. We took the girls for a strenuous tromp throguh the preston pond loop. We wore crampons thinking that the snow would have been either gone or packed down. we were wrong. there were parts that we’re still more than kneww deep. It was slow going.. but so beautiful. The spring sun was so bright that it almost hurt to see. the snow was still soft and sparkly .. and so , so much of it !

Spring has to be coming sometime.!

nite all, nite sam

-me