It continues to be brutally cold here, it is below zero nearly every night. Today I was truly happy to see that the high was 17 degrees. That is a significant warmup from yesterday, when the high was 3.
Those temperatures are to be expected at least one spell during the winter. Usually it comes the last week in January. But we have had brutally cold temperatures since Christmas. It just doesn’t seem to end, and it is taking its toll.
It is not enjoyable to spend time with the animals. I spend as little time as possible in the barn, and being with them is one of the things that feeds my soul. So I have missed that tremendously. Of course, I still have all of the obligations to them—getting up at the coldest time of the day and going outside to feed and break the ice in all of the water buckets. And of course, doing it all again in the evening. As I type this, my feet are still recovering from being numb—they hurt now, as did my hands before I warmed them up when I got inside.
Living where we live this weather is to be expected. But it is the coldest winter in 30 years, the snowiest, the iciest in a long time.
I am trying to keep positive—spring is just around the corner. At least that’s what I’ll tell myself tomorrow morning at 5:30.
1 comment:
I'm now giving this winter a worse rating than 2000. It's so treacherous, I fell in my garage. How's that possible?
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