sunbathing lambs |
This has been one of those weeks that has left me scratching
my head and wondering...
WHAT did I
do all week?
An entire week just went by and I have nothing…nothing to
show for it. You might think I’m kidding. But, I’m not. There is no tangible
evidence of any sort of effort on my part. …unless you count the fact that we
are all still alive, fed, sheltered, and in the part of the humans, wearing
clean clothing…
I have no explanation other than it’s February…mid-February
to be exact.
early morning chores |
Mid-February is just hard. The excitement of lambing is
over. Barn chores are a monotonous round of checking and feeding. And, while the
lambs are doing well...it has all just become routine. The cold weather means
that someone (generally the Boss) has to head out hourly and gather eggs, just
often enough to interfere with complete relaxation. Our inventory for winter
sales is rapidly dwindling. The relentless wind means that despite the cranking
woodstove, the house still feels cold. Hibernation is looking better and better…
late evening barn check |
In years past, I have had the greenhouse full of starts by
now. However, we re-calculated some of our planting dates (hoping to miss the
last freeze of Spring) and that meant seeding dates would be later this year
than in years past.
I fully intended to get all the early seeding done this
week. But, with the forecast including several days where the temperatures
would be FAR below freezing (and single digits at night) we made the decision
to wait again.
I hate waiting. I feel like I’m just wasting time…
checking lambs |
feeding lambs |
heatlamps for cold days/nights |
contented lamb |
But, I got the taxes done! Since the farm is incorporated,
those taxes have to be filed by March 15th. I am glad to say they
are completed and sent off to the proper agencies. All the accounts are settled
and the filing has been done. We’re all ready to start over for 2016. That’s a
load off my mind!
After some more wintry weather, it looks like the
temperatures will re-bound nicely and I can finally get all those seeds started. I’m looking forward to that.
Nothing like a greenhouse full of GREEN on a winter day! Although, that reminds
me…I better move the potting soil to a warm place so it can thaw out.
ice crystals on the back door |
Yes, it is that cold. So cold that the potting soil is
frozen…inside the greenhouse. And, when it is that cold, there is no real point
to attempting to start seeds. It takes some warmth to encourage germination. As
a matter of economy, our greenhouses are not a re-creation of the tropics. The
heat is minimal at best. And, if the plants are started as early as is humanly
possible, without the benefit of continual heat and light, they get long and
spindly and never perform well in the garden. It really is better to wait.
(even though I hate waiting)
The week ended with supper at Blondie and Tbone’s. After a
number of delays...weather related, work related...lambing season...and kids moving...we
finally had my birthday supper. I always enjoy having the whole family
together. It is amazing that last year we had NO idea that there would be two
grandsons...let alone two grandsons who are beginning to “talk” and toddle
about! I appreciated the effort and love my "pres-tents" (childhood mis-pronunciation that persists) from my kids....but, grandbabies... That’s got to be the best part of a family get together!
I think he's saying "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" |
Check out the Shaun-the-Sheep cake! Thanks Tbone! |
oh, that face! |
…and that, my friends, is all that happened here on the hill
this week…
Here’s hoping you have a
Happy
Sunday!
…and a great week!
We’re facing a winter storm warning. That’s never good. The
predicted snowfall is minimal at best…however, the words ICE and FREEZING RAIN
are actually more threatening than snow. Ice makes for some beautiful scenery,
but generally means treacherous travel and potential power outages.
All I can say is…
THINK SPRING!
Thanks for stopping by! Come “visit” us again real soon.
Think Spring indeed Barbara. Not long go now.
ReplyDeleteAdore that Shaun the Sheep cake.
Me, too. My son-in-law has untold talents!
DeleteMe, too. My son-in-law has untold talents!
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