I got my ramble in after the last post (after feeding the deer, who were still a bit wet from the rain). 
After rambling to the top of the ridge, I spotted a few of the deer in the woods on the way down to the river, watching to see if I was going to feed again. One of them was still lying there when I walked back up. (It’s hard to see them in these photos, but give it a try! I had the advantage of hearing them on the way down.)
It snowed the next two mornings, but it wasn’t much and melted soon after the sun rose above the trees. Wednesday it was so windy that the snow was blowing sideways, and I decided not to walk.
Wednesdays I get home from my volunteer job later than the usual feeding time, and the deer are usually waiting, sometime impatiently.
Most of the roads in the Hollow are gravel, and the rain and snow have taken their toll. One of the culverts had to be replaced after it began to collapse.
There has been some preliminary work around the new house-to-be. They dug some holes for a “perc” test. They chained the backhoe to a tree—not to keep it from being stolen but, rather, to keep it from rolling away down the hill. There’s a post marking the house site (or something), but I have no idea what the painted marking on the road mean.
The rain makes the trains so loud that sometimes it sounds like they are coming into the Hollow. Listen here. I prefer hearing the birds singing; here are a couple of examples: birds singing near the driveway, birds singing near Dark Hollow gate. And the Dark Hollow gate is where I take these ending photos.
French Broad Hollow Ramble 
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