I live off-grid out in the forested mountains of Vermont, so this is also the time of year for me to be winterizing before the snow blankets everything. I have a big pile of logs still stacked outside my house that I need to buck, split, and stack for this winter's firewood. Definitely running behind on that chore, but at least I've already got enough wood processed to get me through January. I'll just have to keep plugging away at it on my weekends for the next couple of months until it's all done.
Winter really is my favorite season. I love how quiet, calm, and clean everything is during this long, harsh, beautiful season of the year. I love hearing the barred owls and coyotes at night, watching the chickadees each day at my birdfeeders (or feeding them from my hands if I stand still long enough), observing the flock of wild turkeys coming to forage in my yard, and tracking the red fox who trots up my driveway and around my house a few days each week. I love being able to head out into the forest on my snowshoes or cross-country skies any day of the week, and I especially love being able to walk outside and read fresh tracks in the snow, telling the past day's stories like the morning newspaper in the oldest language on Earth.
Hail to winter and all her delights!