The Thaw

After nearly a foot of snow last weekend, temperatures rose to 70 by midweek. It finally feels like spring.











Meanwhile, inside the studio, progress continues on the Green Bay commission. I have begun to carve the intertwining currents along one side of the sculpture.








When a foot of snow melts it has to go somewhere. This is our lower field, flooded with backwater from the Ohio River.









I think this is what they call "too thin to plow" - unless you're sowing oysters.



This is a little cave spring that only flows when there is lots of rain. It's right next to the road and I pass it on the way to the studio.