This writing thing…
…it’s become all-consuming, this writing thing. It’s still very much winter on the homestead so I’m taking advantage of the last quiet days of the season. If I’m at home I’m working on the book. Thanks to Brenda at Forest North, the process is going well. She’s taught me a few things and given useful feedback to help me get and stay on the right track. “What’s up with the peas, Robin?” “I’d like to know more about _______.” The suggestions she’s given me on some nontraditional ways suit me well. The uninterrupted time I’m spending writing is different than time spent in previous winters. This time will continue through the year. There is a big change. Some of you will flinch. I’m cutting back on coffee. Two cups in the morning and that’s it. I’m drinking two cups of tea in the afternoon and a lot of water. I realized how sluggish I am when the caffeine wears off, and how much more caffeine I needed to feel energetic. I’m as energetic as a sloth going up hill during a March blizzard in Maine, but it will get better. So, there’s that. A writer who isn’t binging on coffee.
It’s quiet around here. We’ve had another blizzard, this one not as bad as the first. I’m ready for spring but happy to have more time to snowshoe. The bobcat is still passing through but not coming close to the house or poultry. I like knowing he’s around even when it’s a pic of his back half on the game camera. With fresh snow, we might to get track him a bit this weekend.
Seed withdrawl is getting to me. I haven’t started a single seed yet. I keep saying I’m going to and then remind myself that I’ll be buying cool crops from Shanna, and that we aren’t sure yet when we’ll have the high tunnel recovered. No rush this year. That’s a big adjustment.
Coming up – I need to do something. Something that requires being out of this chair. I have rosemary and orange essential oils and will be making soap soon. There’s an anti-bacterial balm I want to make for cuts and scrapes.