Almost ready for when the snow flies

Two weekends ago (I think it was) my area had it's first snow fall.  It didn't stay long. Temperatures warmed up and it melted away. 

I took a video of the chickens stepping out of the chicken run and experiencing snow for the first time.  

As I was editing the video I was struck by how snow on the ground, even just a small amount, totally changes how things feel. Does that make sense? 

Feelings and perceptions of everything feels different when there's snow on the ground.  My mind started going back to past years of watching homesteading videos during snow storms, daydreaming about the spring garden and sharing all my ideas and dreams to my husband and him indulging all my blather and chattering. 

I feel so nostalgic. Like life was so much simpler and quaint three years ago, or something. 

Ah, the good old days. 

It's official now: Snow could happen at any time. As I can, I've been outside getting things ready for the snow. I think everything is finally as ready as can be. Oh wait, I take that back.  I might need to place markers in one more spot outside, around a planter so it doesn't get hit during snow blowing. 

And because I mentioned the video, here you go: 

This past weekend I decided to make one more walk about in the yard and make sure the big branches that came down during the last wind storm were cleaned up.

I spent some time in the garden. Mostly daydreaming while I was out there. 

I discovered the deer have been at it again. 

The gate door was left open. The deer have been tiptoeing in the garden, nibbling on the acorns that have dropped from the big oak tree.  

My guess is that a deer was in the garden, spooked and ran right into the fence. 

My hubby already set the fence back to rights. One post is broken and will need to be replaced. Boo!

As I was walking around I discovered another spot that a deer ran into.  Those brats! 

This one is harder to see. Funny enough, this is the same area that the deer ran into last year. This time they ran into the fence from the outside, instead of the inside of the garden. 

Obviously the deer feel safe in our yard ... I wish they wouldn't hang out by the garden area so much. 

I stopped to admire the greenhouse and daydream some more about seed starting next spring. 

Then went off to go see what else was going on elsewhere. 

Later in the evening (actually like 5 p.m.) I was out and about, tucking the girls in and checking on things. I took some photos of the sky as the sun was setting. 

There was something pretty about it all. 

I had some crafting drama this weekend. I use pattern keeper for my bigger cross stitch projects. 

The kindle fire I was using for my patternkeeper decided to die and not turn back on. 

To be fair, the kindle is probably 10 years old.  So I guess maybe I was on borrowed time. 

However ... my crested porcupine cross stitch chart was on there. 

It wasn't until I couldn't find the crested porcupine backup file that I had made that I started mildly panicking. 

Yes, I did make a back up file. Could I find where I saved it? No. It's nothing to make a back up PDF for the charts. I was so sure I had it in my google drive. Nope.

*sigh* You know where this is going, right? I had to redo my completed stitches. 

1400-some stitches. 

I ended up going through it line by line. 

Surprisingly, this didn't take as long as I thought it would. Three hours, maybe? 

And before you get too excited about my showing a chart, I doubt this is even a quarter of the chart.  An eighth maybe? The first thing I did when I finished was to make a backup and made it *very* obvious about where it was saved on my google drive. 

My week started off pretty quiet, actually.  Monday was publishing day.  Even though there was some craziness at the start of the day, it wrapped up decently. 

Tuesday I spent the evening working on the crested porcupine chart stuff.

Today I had some medical stuff so I took the day off.  After my appointment I ran to a few stores before coming home and having lunch. 

I checked the weather and saw some sort of precipitation is predicted to hit the area. So I decided to load up the wagon full of firewood and get it ready so I wouldn't have to load it up in inclement weather. 

While I was out there the girls saw I was doing *something* and decided they had to come investigate. Surely I must know where all the good bugs are at, right? 

Then she decided to act like a supervisor and give me stink eye. 

"Keep at it you lazy slacker!" she seems to be telling me. These Barred Rocks, I tell ya, they are so smart.  This one acts like a cat, sometimes.  Usually in the way of how a cat is determined to run in front of you and trip you, it seems. She's figured me out.  If she follows and caterwauls, I'll usually give them some kind of treat.  When she saw I had no treats to give, she left. 

So that's my week so far.  Oh, I forgot, I did record a flosstube and loaded it to Youtube on Saturday. I haven't started shownotes on here.  I'm hoping to get them done by the end of the week. 

I noticed something odd about Youtube. Yesterday it said I had 72 views on my video. Which, Yay, but then today it said I had 61 views. Weird, right? 

Well, that's all I have for now. I'm going to put a few rows in on my sock before calling it a night.