In January we are out in shirt-sleeves hauling hay and manure from the goat barn. In February we are weeding the garden from plants that should sprout in March. The first week of March our apricot trees bloom. Then 16F nights freeze the water in the rain barrels, as well as all those potential apricots. Now in mid-march, we have our first substantial snow storm of the winter, five inches by 5 a.m., six inches by 6 a.m. What shall we do, other than shovel out to the barn and plow the driveway?
We could dust the furniture, run the vacuum, and pull everything out of a close to sort what really needs to stay in our possession versus what could go to Goodwill to clutter up someone else’s existence.
Or, we could procrastinate on those chores and go cross-country skiing.