An opportunist is a person who sees a green light everywhere,
while the pessimist sees only the red stop light…..
But the truly wise person is color-blind.
It is once again the time of year where the work slows down…. let me rephrase that…. the work changes. It never really slows but priorities on the farm are indeed very different.
The time has been thrown back an hour and someone will no doubt be sitting at the kitchen table staring out the window into the dark wondering why she is sitting there at four in the morning. I am now feeding the cows every morning but there is no need to be up so early, nothing can be done in the dark. Oh yes that time change messes with my internal clock the one that already thinks it was perfectly normal to be sitting up at five in the morning waiting for the sun to come up. It is a long wait if you were wondering. We have a tug of war going on my clock and I, so far the clock seems to be winning.
Those cool nights have our woodstove in full pumping out heat mode now. The days are comfortable so I am grateful for that. My Hero and I will now begin the business of heading out into the bush early mornings every weekend till the snow flies to drop those trees that have died. Gigantic once beautiful elms (passed away from Dutch elm disease) make great firewood but need lots of time to be seasoned or dried. It does not matter that they have being standing dead for a year or two. It is a very funny tree seemingly holding on to its moisture forever. Elm, once split which is a very tricky thing to do with it twisty core and knots has a horrible musky smell that fills the air. Once it is dried it burns slowly and throws a good heat. It will be dropped, dragged, split and eventually piled waiting to be burned next year.
I do not mind being out there in the bush surrounded by all those beautiful trees and watching My Hero the handsome talented chainsaw wielding lumber guy dropping those trees, I look forward to it. Picnic lunches in the bush and working together side by side, oh yes there is nothing better in my eyes.
The fuel tanks are now full and the drop in price was a nice surprise. There will be no running out in the middle of the winter when the cows are waiting for their breakfast. The hay is waiting and ready although I must say My Hero has been slacking a bit, there are still some second cut bales waiting in the fields. There was a good crop this year so no worries about running out. The girls are happy and they greet me every morning with smiles like I was the most important person in the world. When they are happy I am happy.
The sky is finally taking on the beautiful orange hue that I have been waiting for and I do know this is going to be a busy day, so I must run. It is the time of year when things are winding down, not so sure about slowing down but definitely changing.
Once the snow does come and I have no doubt it will, there will be time for those curling up in my chair while the snow flies outside and Netflix will become my best friend moments. There will be snowshoeing through the bush after feeding the girls and I also have to tell you I have already begun that whole hat knitting thing again.
Oh yes winding down or speeding up that is the question. I look forward to whatever this may bring, we are ready, I think.