I”m not exactly sure WHAT worked, of if nothing actually worked, but she got better by herself, but Octavia is up, eating, running around, and back to normal, pushing her way to the grain just like the rest of them this morning…and I can hardly blame them, since it’s about -13 out there on the meadow. It was -10 on the back porch this morning, way lower than the weather channel online suggested. That weather report is seldom off by much, but today, they sure blew it. It was very cold out there. Thankfully, there was no wind, and with no “special” stuff to do, I could get chores done in about 10 minutes. Then, I needed to bring a load of wood inside from the porch, to last us through the day. So, now, decisions, decision, decisions: do I go back to bed, it being very warm under the covers and a bit chilly in here (especially in this back room, the farthest from the woodstove!); do I work on my Einstein jacket (the third I’ve made, but this one, I think, I’ll keep. So far, it’s turning out really nice.); do I continue reading “Sparrowhawk”, the first in s series of historical novels that lead up to the American Revolution (though currently, we are still in England in 1944.); do I wash fleeces (No, that I reject outright; don’t want to have to trudge big buckets of dirty washing water out into the woods at -10 degrees; do I go to the gym (Yuck, too cold, tomorrow will be better…if it doesn’t snow and ice and wintry mix…); hmm…I think probably the best thing to do is bake a cake, which puts the oven on for an hour and a half, which supplements the woodstove, and it will be toasty in here…and I can read or knit (alternating?) while the cake bakes. Good, a plan…
Stay warm.
