Hibernation

January is the time of year we hibernate. The two menopausal mountain girls living 7 miles from the nearest plowed road. Our dog Jack parks himself on the snowmobile and wears a humilating dog jacket given to him as a Christmas present. No self-respecting pit-bull would be caught dead wearing this and yet his owners blog him to the world how humilating.

Living with nature requires a different attitude one that flows with the weather. During summer its work, work, work 70+ hours a week, cutting firewood, doing construction, painting, plumbing, electrical whatever the seasonal people need done we can make money at. In the winter most of them leave and we welcome the slower pace of 4-5 hour days. Not going anywhere in a hurry when it can take 4 hours to go 6 miles...we stay home.

We live in a NO CELL PHONE AREA...20k dial up connection and are glad to have that. It wasn't until 2002 that our house even had a phone...ever. Not a life for everyone but one that makes us happy. Far from the city. A traffic jam is meeting one other person on the road or a slow porqupine. Well this is my first blog...so I am keeping it short...