Don’t get me wrong. I could not be happier, personally, for our non-winter. We have to admit, however, it is rather odd.
I thoroughly enjoyed last weekend’s storm. I was able to pick quite a bit of food from my garden before the snow started.
It finally happened. Winter is upon us. I admit I was happily going about my fall chores as if nothing would ever change.
We are still busy on the job sites doing fall clean-ups and pruning. It is hard to believe in mid-January.
Monday evening we finally got some winter weather. I must say it’s been very pleasant working outdoors the past month.
Since it was warm on Christmas Eve, I left my windows open. My rooster woke me around four o’clock. He tends to start early when the moon is full.
I’m happy that Christmas comes but once a year. Even when I vow to keep it simple, there seems to be a bit of self imposed anxiety.
Please do not take this as a criticism. It’s downright impossible to muster up any sort of Christmas spirit with such fabulous weather.
The amount of winter moths is downright alarming. I was driving down a dirt road in Oak Bluffs and it was like being in a snow storm.

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