The howling wind and frigid temperatures makes everything difficult to do. Our tractor is stalling out when trying to spread manure and our water pipes have frozen by the chicken coops. So when I am an old man I can say that I carried buckets of water up a hill on single digit degree days to nourish our chickens. Not quite walking to school up hill both ways, but enough of a drudgery that should command respect…at least from my son. Farming teaches life lessons all the time and makes me grateful for everything, especially a warm house and loving family to come home to everyday. I have completed our Organic Certification application, crop plan, livestock plan, and fruit and berry plan. Lots of plans have been checked off the list. This is the last week to tie up lose ends until the season officially starts. When is that you ask? Well of course when you fire up the greenhouse and and plant your first seed in a cell to begin the process of another growing season. This will be our fourth year in operation and I am still constantly learning, getting better, and taking more on. Getting through the cold makes the warmth so much better.