Winter is creeping in early this year. Our last two autumns in this house were long and warm. Not this one. We've already had a couple of hard frosts and the wood stove is keeping us toasty warm in the morning and evening. The garden has gone to sleep and nothing is left to do but a final tidying up. I've been peeling and canning and freezing all sorts of things. So many veggies. A few pears (cardamom honey pear butter!). A million apples : sauced, dried and chutneyed (I know, that's not a real word). It's full on squirrel madness around these parts, busying ourselves with one final burst of chores before so many things get put to rest for winter. When we lived in Louisiana….. life felt year round. After two years back in the north country, I remember why I love winter so much….. the quiet. A nice long break, hibernating (or introverting if you will…….). I'm ready. It's time to sit and read and knit and cook. All while looking out at the cold sleeping world…. dare I say….. covered in a blanket of white.
Tell me what's going on in your neck of the woods……