The calm before the storm?

    As the day wears on, the chances of getting hit by not one, but two winter storms appears more likely. I can’t say I’m looking forward to them.

    While I enjoy being comfy and cozy inside while the wind is blowing and the snow is falling outside, I don’t like the aftermath of the storms. More snow means sidwalks to shovel, driveways to clear and roofs to rake. 

    But the storm will come (or not) no matter what my feelings are on the subject and my family and I will get prepared for it by making sure we have plenty of milk, bread and the fixings for some crock pot meals on hand.

   Given my tendency to eat during storms, I guess it’s a good thing that there will be physical work involved in digging out. Still, I wouldn’t mind if the storms veered off another direction and I could get my exercise by walking down snow-free country roads.

   For now, though,  I’ll try to enjoy today’s nice weather and not fret about what tomorrow might bring.

Settling in

    With Christmas upon us next weekend, it’s beginning to feel a lot like winter. Somehow it seems easier for me to accept the cold and snow when the calendar tells me it’s late December.

     Now that summer’s warmth and fall’s bright colors are but a memory, I’m ready to settle in and enjoy winter.  Snow-capped evergreens, fluffy white yards and frosty-whiskered horses give the season a beauty of its own.

   And although I don’t like the cold that comes with the winter wonderland, I am resisting the urge to curl up on the couch and instead, going out about my days pretty much the same way I do the rest of the year. Between farm chores, school events and attending our sons’ wrestling matches, the days fly by and I have little time to dwell on the near-zero or subzero temperatures.  

    During the next month, I will likely not only have accepted winter, but will embrace it. Our children love to go sledding at Turtle River State Park and I plan to go with them. Trudging up the hill is great exercise and flying down it still gives me a thrill, just as it did when I went sledding at the park as a child.

    This year, I’d also like to try cross-country skiing again (I skied pretty frequently about 30 years ago) and learn to snowshoe.  Although living in a wam climate sometimes sounds tempting to me, I know I really would miss the beauty and recreation that are unique to winter.