I have always loved the change of seasons, each one with its own special something that I long for. Winter is a time for hibernation that I love. We are unable to work outside, so it is a forced time to not only rest but re-evaluate and plan. I love the cozy candle lit evenings with the family. Even during this rest in farm activity, life goes on. There is great growth and great stress, laughter and tears, anxiety and relief. It is the ebb and flow of life. It is natural. It is expected and accepted. This year, the cocooning seems to have silenced my voice. The words simply would not flow, ideas would come but never develop.
Then today is a 55 degree day with powerful 50 mph wind gusts that all but made the snow evaporate in a matter of hours. The grass below is saturated but with a telltale hint of green that made my heart skip a beat. Walking the property in the wind, watching the pigs frolic in the mud and the chickens finally take a few hesitant steps outdoors again, fed my soul in a much needed way. It felt like an awakening.
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