Mud Season

With the appearance of the first Red-winged Blackbird spring has officially arrived and mud season has manifested itself in all its glory.

Everything is thawing-out
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The ice has left the small pond behind the house while the big pond north near Silver Creek is still frozen and ice covered.

Not that this makes any difference as geese and cranes are hanging-about its frozen fringes.

The creek is running full-bore.

However - while setting out to do some chores yesterday - the crossing was flooded by an assemblage of flotsam and jetsam blocking and diverting the flow of our navigable stream.

Navigable stream - you say?

Yes - a navigable stream.

We were thinking we better go fetch the canoe really quick and float it in our stream before it returned to its normally dry state. But I digress.

With some rakes and grub hoes the Frau and I managed to remove all sorts of debris from the inlets of a couple of ancient culverts buried beneath the stream crossing.

Girlfriend personally fetched and dragged the log in the picture above from the water.

The flooding abated and the crossing was made without incident.