From my time, I remember stories about the resilient people who lived here in these parts a thousand years ago. I just read Christy, really And I always liked hearing about how they banded together to survive. They had all these remedies and instincts they used, scratching life out of land that was sometimes beautiful and sometimes inhospitable.
I feel kind of close to that thought when I'm out in the woods.
Today, I'm going to try tapping some of the maples and birches. I know it's still cold but I figure if I just wait til the middle of the day, I can catch the sap running.