Mud Season :: March 22nd, 2003 ::
The ice is breaking up, finally. Nearly every day you can hear the dripping of melting snow just outside the window, if you listen closely enough. Some days are warmer than others, some days are sunny and some are cloudy and bring a wet chill. But you can feel winter losing its grip. In celebration of the change in seasons, my sister and I drove out into the Northeast Kingdom to observe the subtly different shades of grey.
