Provided you love winter, there’s only one NOT fun season of weather in the north country. It’s called MUD season and it’s truly awful because when several feet of snow melts you’re left with a sloppy mess that attracts an unending supply of biting bugs.
This year I was determined to escape and seek out an early spring. But first, a stop in Keene to assist with a little studio work and to visit with friends.
Bright and early on a chilly 23° morning, it was time to bundle up and head out!
Kiki got DUCKED at our first stop…
…and soon we found our first signs of spring. They wouldn’t be our last.
At Scully’s request, we stopped to smell the grass.