We awoke this morning to watch the moon rise over a white coated garden. It's amazing how fast the moon pops up above the horizon. This morning there was just enough snow for tracking. It appears that these tracks were made by something that wanders off a straight line like a weasel. In fact these tracks were made by me. Honestly, I just don't know how a fox walks so straight.
Here we have some more interesting tracks. I was puzzled, but Ed told me they were made by the brush he had been dragging behind him. These tracks turn into the area where we have our campfires.
We have been waiting for a day with some snow cover and calm winds to build a fire. This morning was perfect. We have been collecting a bucket of onions and garlic infested with black mold and pink root rot. Here in NY burning of that sort of thing is allowed. It made for interesting smelling smoke. Both of us are smelling pretty woodsy with just a touch of onion and garlic. It's not a smell that washes right off.
This stack of wood has been around for awhile. The wood rots from the outside in. I couldn't resist taking a picture of that log with a complete circle of fungus. This afternoon the snow is gone and rain is predicted. Timing is everything and this morning we had just enough snow to get some burning done. Wood ashes will be screened and added to compost for plants that need a special something.