Winter begins to loosen its grip on the earth around us and the sun starts to build back strength as the days lengthen bit by bit. Our eyes and minds turn to our Mountain. It’s always there, just outside our windows at The DeBruce. Through all seasons we cross our bridge spanning the fabled Willowemoc River and enter what we call the Sanctuary at the base of the forest.

But for the weeks between late March and early May we cherish it just a little bit more. During these fleeting days we search it looking for the first signs of life. Ramps, Spruce Tips, Fiddleheads. Chaga, Day Lily Tubers, Bitter Cress and Johnny Jump Ups. After months of restful hibernation, lulled to a slow pace, we lift at the gift that is given back to us. The Mountain opens up for the season and we jump in.

Lambing, Maple Syrup, the opening of trout season, and the daily move toward green scenery inspire this transitionary time. Of all the menus of the year, this is the one that is the most immediate. What our Mountain gives us is what we bring to your table.

If you miss it, there’s always next year. But it will never be quite the same as this one.