The snow is dwindling and there are definite signs of spring outside.
Towns put up signs like this near dirt roads.

Why, you may ask? To prevent things like this from getting worse.

How come when I'm out looking for them, I can't find a decent mud rut to photograph. When I'm not looking, they're lurking around corners, ready to swallow my car whole and spit it back out again if I'm lucky. Seriously, they can get pretty deep... I've seen them over a foot deep. There are over 73 miles of dirt road in our town, so we take mud season pretty seriously. The worst of it is usually over in two or three weeks. Then the town moves through with some big equipment and grades it smooth.
There are lots of buckets hanging from sugar maple trees and miles of tubing running through the woods. With the few warm days we've had, the sap is running like a water fountain.

There are huge maple sugaring operations, but there are lots of "backyard" sugars that only make a few gallons. It takes 40 gallons of sap to make 1 gallon of syrup. That's a lot of water being boiled off.
Even the small operators have a sugar house. No one will boil in their house because it will steam the wallpapers off the walls.
The sheep venture out of the barn hoping to find a few fresh shoots growing up from the bare spots.
The donkey, their companion and protector, gently accepted an offering of
Pipsqeak's apple core. Donkeys are often kept with sheep to protect them from coyotes.

Many people can't understand why we would want to live here and put up with long, cold, snowy, icy winters. Winter has it's fun and challenges, but if we didn't have it, I wouldn't get to enjoy the overwhelming sense of
well being I've had the past few days when I feel the warm sun and get to roll the car windows down a bit.