And so it has begun, the madness that envelopes Fox Paw Lodge every March. There are precisely 14 days in which major goals in exterior projects may be accomplished. 14 precious days that does not require my presents within the boundaries of employment. 14 glorious days of imagination run wild with out regard to logic or reason. 14 days that are the polar opposite of the technical and precision with which I must be immersed to acquire capital to sustain Fox Paw. 14 days for which a gnats breathe can disrupt and shower havoc upon.
Soon, with fingers crossed, a new circular graveled driveway with be seen gently looping its way through the trees. Starting in the foreground of the picture above and arcing leftward then curving back to the right on the other side of the shed which I fondly reference to as the carriage house.