Well, you know what they say about April. Or maybe it's March. In like a lamb, out like a pile of slush. Something along those lines. The snow fell all night, another foot or so this morning, but the ground had almost thawed so now when you climb behind the wheel of the 1967 Ford plow truck (also called a yard truck and sometimes it might not be a Ford; it might be a Chevy or a Jeep or International but will never be a Dodge for some reason), fire it up, wait til the smoke clears out of the cockpit, put both hands on that shifter to try and convince the transmission that the 4-wheel drive really does still work, and you know it does so let's get on with it and stop your bellyaching, pump the gas and pull the knob that drops the plow blade. Sometimes right about here you have to get out and take the sledge to the hydraulic cylinders because the seals aren't what they used to be and there's likely more water than hydraulic fluid in there so now it's frozen but you can scare it back to liquid form if you whack it the right way with either the sledge or the backside of the woodsplitter, but stand back because when the blade drops it wants to add more toes to its collection so you square off and give it that look and don't say anything. This is all about attitude, once you hit April.
That first push across the dooryard tells you all you need to know - the plow blade can't tell where the snow ends and the mud begins, so, you're not just plowing, Elmer, you're tilling. It may seem that what you're really doing is making a gigantic fudge sundae, because that's what the pile looks like over under the hemlocks where you leave it - snowy white and chocolate brown mud. Ah yes, a Spring snowstorm is really something.
You leather crafters should check out the new sides we've posted on the Sides page. We've got Olive nubuck that's really very nice, was being used to make outdoors hiking and hunting boots, and also some upholstery leathers and my new favorite - chocolate brown sides in 5-5.5 oz - these sides are wicked nice. Also, we've got another pile of 4 oz tooling sides if you feel the need to carve or stamp designs into that new leather thingamajig you're planning on making. All this stuff can be seen here:
New arrivals in the Scrap Leather Department, which may soon be promoted to a Division, include a few thousand pounds of new pieces, including camouflage leather pieces, more veg tan harness scrap, sole bend skeletons, gator-printed calf hide scrap, belting leather, elk plonge', and good old standard chrome tanned leather scrap. Thousands of pounds of it, and still no forklift, and my arms hurt, and maybe next year things will be different I swear it. Here's where the Scrap piles are hiding:
In the Trunk Barn there are a few good looking trunks for sale, including the type we consider to be the Golden Egg in this game - an Excelsior Oak Slat trunk. One of these days I'm going to make one of those from scratch, just as soon as my arms recover from the leather mess, so that I can maintain some level of control when near the table saw. I'm not crazy about losing any of the digits off my left or right calculators, if you catch my drift. The Excelsior can be found hanging out on this particular street corner:
I hope the snow shoveling goes easy over your way. I'd like to be able to tell you that this will likely be the last storm this year, but I don't like to fib. One thing I can say with some level of confidence - by 4th of July weekend it should be mostly gone.