I thought it was springtime in Rutland already but boy was I wrong! Last evening as the rain turned to snow we got to watch a doe and her fawn walk within thirty feet of our living room. The boys stood motionless and the deer seemed to look right at us. The deer meanered through the trees and crossed north, disappearing into the falling snow. I’d guess we got about 5 inches here. If the weather makes the 60s next week as forecasted, maybe I can stir up some dirt. Let’s hope that this time the warmth sticks around.