One of my favorite things about farming/homesteading is the closeness I feel with the weather. As I write this, the rain is pouring outside my window and the leaves are falling; we are in full autumn. The pace here is finally beginning to slow down.
I always seem to feel ready for every change. I wait impatiently for spring to come, I plant with wild abandon, and by mid-summer I’ve exhausted myself and can hardly wait for warm tea, rainy days and sweaters.