I thought I’d write another post about new projects–as in new projects, II. However, today’s weather has put that entry on hold.
Yes, I’m going to complain about the winter weather. We had snow and wind for most of the day. By the time I went out to the chicken coop to check on the hens and collect eggs this afternoon, the path to the coop was blown over.
Big deal, right?
Well, the problem is that we’ve got 2.5+ feet of snow on the ground so either you have to tramp through 2.5+ feet of unbroken, relatively fluffy snow or walk on a very narrow path of compacted snow from weeks and weeks and weeks (did I say weeks??) of snow, cold weather, being walked on, and general compacting from freeze-thaw processes. However, if your foot slips off the compacted path, whoosh! down it goes into at least a foot of relatively light snow.
Ditto for the path between the coop and the outside door in the orchard.
In addition, there is so much snow piled up everywhere, it’s becoming difficult to do stuff because there’s no place to put the snow. Micro-example: there’s big piles on either side of the chicken coop door. Except the wind blows and more snow blows into the path and doorway. Then you have to open the door and smoosh the snow to the side. Except some snow sticks in the doorway and it becomes hard, even impossible, to close the door again. So, then I was leaning down trying to move the snow out of the doorway, except there’s 3-ft plus piles and drifts on either side so it’s actually not that easy to bend over and shove a little snow to the side. Either there’s no place for the snow or you’ve done a face plant in a snow drift. Harumph.
I’m trying to remind myself how much easier all of these gripes and rants are versus what most farmers have faced for most of human history. But the winter grumpies are taking over.
Meanwhile, the snow turned to sleet and icy rain this afternoon. Sigh.