Vernon and, occasionally, the boys have been working on a fencing project. Not many people build fence in the winter, but, evidently, “we” do!
Reportedly, the ground isn’t too frozen past the first few inches unless the area has been driven on or is bare ground, as that tends to drive the frost down. If it just has an insulating cover of snow, it can be shoveled or at least, barred out at the top. The moisture under that makes for easy digging, if there is such a thing in the Rocky Mountains!
Vernon has talked about the view repeatedly, and the other day he took me up to show me around. I’ve been there before, once helping the guys fight fire and another time on a foggy, rainy ride. Midwinter is different.
Midwinter is hushed. The skies are clear, no summer wildfire smoke to haze the view. The bounding rasp of deer hooves through crusty snow can be heard from the bottom of a steep canyon as our reverent voices spook them from the brush. The dogs are alert, peering over the lip, scenting deer and who knows what else.
The fence line is ramrod straight except for one errant t-post Vernon vowed to fix.
One step to the side…
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