Maybe it will be maybe it won't, but there's no denying that it's colder than it has been. The wind was positively frigid, and as the sun sinks, I can feel the intensity of the freeze increasing.
We scurried around this afternoon, packing on a little extra remay here and there, bringing in some food, giving the chickens some treats, and enjoying the sun. My big monkey ran over the hillsides with a light windbreaker and mudboots with NO SOCKS! No complaining, either, so I guess I'll just take it as a small victory that she's wearing shoes at all. Amazingly, the rain barrel spigot was not frozen so the little puppy boy got to do one of his favorite things - make mud. There will be beautiful mud crystals in the morning ice.
Now, time for fire wood and dinner, a long night of bright stars. It's good, so good.
I hope you're all gratefully warm out there!
Monday, January 21, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
sun sun sun
It's been a beautiful crisp clear day and we're all so grateful. From the time the light shone around the curtains, I could feel the difference between grey and blue in the sky.
Our batteries are charging, inside and out. The chickens and turkeys have been preening in the light, though the ground is still to wet to find a proper place for a dust bath. Farm Cat Wowee has perched himself in the warmest places he could find and basked. We all have that feeling about us.
I know the long grey spell is nothing new for winter. In fact, it's normal, and we're glad to have normal weather whenever possible. I have loved the sound of the creek. With such dry spells as we've had this year, the creek makes too small a song to be heard from the porch, but after the rains, it has been audible again, reminding us about the realities of where we live. We made the most of the low light in our solar home by finding our old Aladdin lamp and using it in the evenings. It's light was warm and sweet and perfect for a family meal, a game of Uno, a storytime.
The dark makes us all the more grateful for the light.
Peace.
Coree
Our batteries are charging, inside and out. The chickens and turkeys have been preening in the light, though the ground is still to wet to find a proper place for a dust bath. Farm Cat Wowee has perched himself in the warmest places he could find and basked. We all have that feeling about us.
I know the long grey spell is nothing new for winter. In fact, it's normal, and we're glad to have normal weather whenever possible. I have loved the sound of the creek. With such dry spells as we've had this year, the creek makes too small a song to be heard from the porch, but after the rains, it has been audible again, reminding us about the realities of where we live. We made the most of the low light in our solar home by finding our old Aladdin lamp and using it in the evenings. It's light was warm and sweet and perfect for a family meal, a game of Uno, a storytime.
The dark makes us all the more grateful for the light.
Peace.
Coree
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