I'll let you know of the weatherman was right. We are to get an inch of snow tomorrow. We haven't had any snow that has stayed this winter yet.
Seeds are all ordered now. I just have to locate an organic gardener for plants for the rest. I really do need my greenhouse built.
Miracles can happen.
The days are already getting longer, so I don't have to rush to get my laundry down and put away, dinner on the table, and chickens all locked up by 5pm. I don't have to rush to the big city to deliver Dad's meals before dark now either. Thankfully, the days are gracing us with more light later at night.
Rainy days do however, give me time to ponder and regroup. I see a pile of books I received for Christmas, one I am still reading (no surprise there), and...
..another pile from the library. No surprise there either. By the way this book has many recipes in it.
I started crocheting a hat for another family member, but meanwhile my knitting needles hold desperately to a half-way knitted dishcloth, while a crochet hook hold tight to a half-way crocheted soap saver bag. The scrap rug is still being made as I locate scraps of yarn in my ice box of a closet too. I try to zip in and out before my warm cozy room freezes over (wall will be vented this spring so I won't deal with that any more).
My 19 year-old daughter gifted me a tin of English Breakfast tea. I've been enjoying it lately.
I'm thankful I made sage honey this past fall. It's worked wonders on sore throats. However, we have been managing to stay much more healthier than last few years.
I'm researching wood working plans for a new goat shed. I can't believe I never thought to put wheels on Orion's old shed. Live and learn.
Meanwhile the "list" continues to remain a list. The wet winter has prevented us from clearing the dead trees. Unfortunately, one of the trees needs to go before we can tackle the "list" again.