No, it's not the typical mid-winter blahs. I'm not tired of this time of year when others feel house-bound or yearn for warm weather. Mine stems more from still working on getting caught up on all things that were pushed to the wayside since last spring, summer and fall. This, so far, hasn't allowed me the down time I've wanted for these quiet, slow (ha!) winter months.
I think I mentioned before that I will never let any preserving or jam making from our summer's bounty go until the winter months again.
Recently I've been concentrating on making jam from berries frozen last summer. Our supply of haskap jam is done and on the pantry shelves.
Yesterday I worked on strawberry jam. Gotta admit the smell of simmering strawberries fills the house with an oh-so-delicious aroma!
It was a big double batch from which I got eleven pints of ruby red jam. My husband is very happy, strawberry jam being his very favorite.
After not wanting to even think about the gardening for this coming season for a few months, I've starting to dream of having my fingers in the soil again.
Hard to believe but I had several minutes (about twenty) yesterday of not being able to find my garden book. My book that holds plans for this next garden and past plans and notes of my gardens going back to 2007.
You see, last fall in conjunction with my cleaning, sorting and reorganizing, I put this tome in a "more convenient" spot. Yesterday I could not remember where that new spot was. Oh, come on now. There are only so many book shelves where it could possibly be!
Needless to say, I did locate it. Now it's back on my desk where it was previously before I put it where it wouldn't be "so much in the way." Sigh.
During these winter months when it has seemed to be so much darker morning and night than ever before (has anyone else noticed this?), we caved and put a light in the chicken house. The hens were being very stingy in the meager amount of eggs we'd been getting since before Christmas.
Turns out we should have done this long before we did. Seems chickens need a certain amount of light to continue laying during the winter months. Who knew? (Well, we certainly did. But didn't do what should have been done earlier.)
I've been pushing myself too much on things other than those that feed my soul (too dramatic?) so starting tomorrow, Friday, I'm planning on taking a 3-day mental health break for myself. Sure hope there are enough pre-made meals in the freezer to sustain us until next Monday.