It's been a little extra busy around here the last couple of days so I haven't had the time to do much but keep the regular, routine things going.
We are so badly needing rain. We haven't had any precipitation since our last snow fall which was a long, long time ago. The forest fire danger is standing at VERY HIGH. Current conditions are at record dryness levels. Not a good way to start a spring/summer season.
Hubby and I returned to our firewood chores today after a hiatus of several days while he did our taxes. Not really a high item on his list of "Fun Things to Do" but with his accounting background, he does a darn good job of them each year, and I know we come out better than if we took them to someone else to do.
Funny (well, sad really) how quickly my body falls out of shape for the hard work wood working is. A few days off and I feel like all the originally felt aches and pains of the wood working season are right back again. Good illustration that you have to keep using muscles or they atrophy. Okay, so it's not that serious, but they sure do lose their strength and tone quickly.
Yesterday I had a mad, wild taste for a Banana Cream Pie. Tried to fight it off but finally succumbed and placed the finished product in the refrig at 4 p.m.
Wanna piece? Can't have one. It's gone. G-O-N-E. We split the last big piece for dessert after dinner tonight. How do two people eat a whole Banana Cream Pie in a 26-hour period? Noooo problem. Unfortunately, I used all but the last little bit of my husband's coffee cream to make the whipped topping so that means I have to go up to the farm tomorrow to get more. I've tried talking him into drinking his coffee black, but he will NEVER agree to that.
Nothing peeking up through the soil in the one garden bed I planted last Sunday, but I'm sure hoping to see some radishes sprout soon. A friend who stopped over this afternoon said that his farming relatives in the southern part of the state have started planting their field crops already. I don't know if that's going to turn out to have been a good idea or not, but it certainly seems as if we up here in the northern part of the state are at least two weeks (probably more) ahead of spring in a normal year.
I think I have sawdust inside my clothes from neck to toe so I'm headed for a nice, long, hot shower tonight and then an early bed to rest my sore muscles. (With maybe a cold glass of wine first.) Only three or four more days of wood working, and I'll (maybe) be back in shape again. Oooof.
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