|Snowmaking on Roundtop|
Around my cabin, I’m still getting used to the idea that I should dig out my Yak-trax to traverse the front deck and steps. I’m not ready for that. I’m just not ready. And it’s not just that, either. Suddenly, the birds appear at my feeders in droves, or at least almost-droves. They are emptying the feeders daily instead of weekly now. Autumn’s slow emptying of the feeders is over with, and I’ll have to add winter’s daily filling to my daily morning chores again.
The chickens are on their winter egg break with a vengeance. Unlike other years, when I would get a few eggs during this time, production has shut down entirely. Usually, I get enough eggs during the break to keep myself in eggs, if not to sell, but this year I’m down to my last few of them.
he deer are already chomping on my juniper bush. Not a single fawn remains in spots, and their coats are that winter-brown again. The good news is that I haven’t seen the raccoons for a while. I think it is too early for them to be hibernating, but they are apparently staying closer to the den, and for now that is good enough for me.