Change of Seasons

I apologize for the quiet here. My mind has been spinning, trying to plan for the holidays. I got a little crazy this year and I am having both Christmas Eve as well as Christmas Day for both Hubs and my family here at the farm. Add in trucking and my life gets a little hectic.

Honestly, I love to have everyone here, but because I’m a worrier and I know how things can go wrong, all this planning makes me just a tad bit crazy, because if anything does go wrong- truck wise, weather wise, or load wise I could not make it to my own party!

Then what?

When I left last week the weather was warm for November. And, as usual, I missed out on all of those balmy days. I returned to +3 degree temperatures Saturday morning.

To relax and NOT think about the holiday planning I had to get outside. The cold weather didn’t stop me from taking a walk. As much as I complain about the cold and snow I love the crispness in the air. I love the sparkle of frost on the grass in the early morning, and the crunch of the frosty grass under foot.

I threw my bomber hat, mittens and warm jacket on and headed out to see what would catch my eye.

Although I love green and have already been perusing the seed catalogs, I also love the muted colors of fall and winter.

I love the slower pace, the thought of letting the earth rest, as well as ourselves.

I really try to take this time to plan next years gardens, enjoy comfort foods, order seeds for my spring garden and just be…

What do you do with your winter?

Do you hibernate or make the very most of it?


Bethany About Bethany

I am a prisoner of the highway, farmer and lover of Mother Nature, the moon and stars, my long and low, flat-top Peterbilt, chickens, cats, dogs, horses, cooking, photography, tattoos, tea pots and vintage barnifacts…among other things. I’m also a very, happily married, third-generation truck driver. My career choice is both demanding and rewarding, just like most things in life that are truly good.