I love winter. Or rather, I love it until about the end of February, at which point I want spring to come. But right now I’m enjoying cozy days in front of the fire (actually, I’m finishing a book, so mostly they are freezing days up in my chilly office, but since this is book #5 written at least partly over a cold season, I’m used to it – at least I now the fire is there )), knitting, waiting for my seed order to come, thinking up other things to put on a few additional seed orders (Brad sent me a link to this wonderful resource if you are looking for something specific – Mother Earth News’ Seed Finder) that usually get made late, winter sowing, canning up applesauce and other goodies from the root cellar and otherwise, taking advantage of the comparative quiet.
I love that the cookstove warms the house all day and seems to demand I put in a pan of pumpkin-chocolate chip bars and place a pot of Avgolemono soup on the back of the stove. I don’t mind hauling wood, and I like visiting the barn in cold weather. Actually at the moment, it isn’t all that cold – temps are supposed to peak near 50 today, and in the plans is an opening of all the windows I so carefully sealed up a month ago to let in fresh air and recirculate.
After that we’re repairing, repainting and redecorating the kids’ bedroom (we haven’t done any of that since Asher moved in with his brothers when they were 2, 4, 6 and 8 – they are now 7, 9, 11 and going on 13 – of course we are doing it with used items.) And there are a host of smaller projects. But mostly I’m finishing the book, enjoying the winter and the last month of my maternity leave, and waiting…
So what about you?