Today we woke up to our first true winter day: cold even with the sun shining and a wind that dives the cold bone deep. I learned long ago to never mention the actual temperature to my buddies living further north. It is hard to impress them with weather that makes us shiver; they always end up laughing? But for us it is cold and we are busy just keeping everything going: waterlines, power lines; even the greenhouse is fragile and vulnerable to these winter storms.
Outside the nursery the farm has a windswept and generally bleak look. Not a critter or varmint of any kind is out in this weather. They are all in their nest, keeping warm and riding out the storm. And since it is Friday, I think I will follow their lead, and keep warm by a fire and hope it is over by Monday. I hope all of you all have made alternate plans, because gardening is out for this weekend. I guess for me the cycle will turn, as I look through seed catalogs and dream of spring as the winter winds howl outside.
