I've been reading all of my favourite blogs, and so many of them have the same theme: snow! The novelty has worn off, and everybody would like to see some or even all of it go away. I'm feeling positively guilty that we haven't had much snow here.
Years ago, living on the east coast, I too used to be very tired of snow come January. Fallen trees on the road to our village, white outs and blasts of winds that could knock over tractor trailers, and feeling the house shudder even in the basement when a blizzard came through - I don't miss it one bit. Those were the days when I blessed the wood stove. We'd hang the hurricane lamp from its secure hook in the high ceiling and play cards by its light, and on the wood stove - stew from the pantry would fill the air with a wonderful aroma. Food grown in the garden, canned and stored in the pantry... there's nothing like it. Even when times were tough money-wise, we didn't have to worry about where the next meal would come from.
We didn't think of ourselves as preppers. We thought of ourselves as practical people, knowing that winter happens, electricity going out happens, storms and floods happen, and only a fool would fail to plan for it.
When snow, or other life-interrupting events, force us to slow down or even pause the mad scurry, enjoy it. Take advantage of the opportunity to take stock, re-organize your preps, and practice a few skills. All too soon, the rat race will start again.
