A big storm is coming. I have been, and continue to, prepare for it best I can. The house is stocked with plenty of food, firewood, candles, batteries, chargers, water (in bottles and storage), lamps filled with oil and my biggest wool sweater at the ready. The shovels, roof rakes, ice spikes for boots and glove liners are at the ready. Power will certainly go out and that is fine on this homestead since the house is heated with wood and can be lit by candles and oil lamps. I
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It’s Valentine’s Day and the temperature won’t rise above 18 degrees. I have been up since around 4:45, though I didn’t start the fires in the house until 6AM. I laid under my pile of blankets with both dogs, reading under the covers. I was lost in a novella about an apocalyptic winter emergency in a small Anishinaabe reservation community north of Ontario. Something about reading the details of a small town of people coming together in winter for the end of the world makes y
Yesterday I was nudged awake by the dogs before sunrise. I wanted to sleep in another hour or so (it was the first night above freezing in weeks and I didn't need to be setting alarms every hour to stoke the roaring stoves to defend the plumbing). But I remembered, in that hazy fog of waking up, that it was Imbolc and not yet sunrise. I shot out of bed and started preparing. Imbolc, Feb 2nd, is the midpoint of winter. Also known as Candlemas, Imbolg, Midwinter, St. Brigit's D