28 March 2012
8:33 PM
Sunrise at
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7:20 AM
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in direction
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80°
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East
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Sunset at
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8:34 PM
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in direction
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280°
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West
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Duration of day: 13 hours, 14 minutes (6 minutes, 44 seconds longer than yesterday)
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| Sunlight streaming into the Common Room |
Beautiful sunny days continue here in the Interior. The current temperature on our deck is 40F, but the dogs think it is more like 80F. They have been racing back and forth across the deck and out into the yard. They got very excited chasing a moose along the fence, leaping into deep snow they have avoided for several months now, then leaping back - ears cocked, eyes focused, and a hint of a grin.
They were extraordinarily pleased with themselves to have defended the perimeter so well. I was extremely pleased to have a 6 foot high fenced region for them to race around in without actually invading the moose's territory. When I saw the moose move, it looked like a she .. full, rounded belly. But whatever it was, it moved quickly away from the dogs, leaving them at the fence edge, peering after.
The roof snow accumulation melts quickly in spots, by-passing the still frozen drains and cutters to drip onto the deck. Wet now, after sun down, it will ice up, making for tricky footing for the dogs. The snow is rotting everywhere I look. The space in front of the garage man door, where Gary shoveled a pathway after the last deep snow storm so we could use that entrance, has melted nearly to bare ground. Mounds of snow that had made it nearly impossible to shovel snow off the deck when the snow was deep are now well below the deck surface. No snow clings to the branches of the birch and spruce and the image of hoarfrost clinging to all plant life is long gone.
The roof snow accumulation melts quickly in spots, by-passing the still frozen drains and cutters to drip onto the deck. Wet now, after sun down, it will ice up, making for tricky footing for the dogs. The snow is rotting everywhere I look. The space in front of the garage man door, where Gary shoveled a pathway after the last deep snow storm so we could use that entrance, has melted nearly to bare ground. Mounds of snow that had made it nearly impossible to shovel snow off the deck when the snow was deep are now well below the deck surface. No snow clings to the branches of the birch and spruce and the image of hoarfrost clinging to all plant life is long gone.
After the cold of January, the lingering cold of February, and continued cold and a major snow storm in early March, it is a delight and relief to see that the seasons will actually change. Spring is coming to the Interior. The trees and willows are not wrong; the snow is melting and will continue to melt.
Life is good.
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