March 24, 2014 – I made a plan with Sawyer to take the Vespa out today and clean her up for warm weather riding. Enough snow has finally melted from around the shed that we can get to it without mountain climbing gear. After that, we intended to walk over to Mrs. Turner’s farm to visit Rosemary, our friend the dairy cow. (We milk and egg girls need to stick together!)
So much for best laid plans. Mom opened our chicken door this morning and an arctic blast swept in nearly freezing my lady bits. What happened to the great melt?! Then Peaches sent me a text from Coop #1, saying that she and the other Orpington ladies have decided to stay in today due to the wind chill, and not to panic if I didn’t see her out in the run. If all that weren’t enough, a voice on the radio said a Nor’easter is headed our way tomorrow, and is expected to dump a fresh bundle of snow on the ground. Great balls of compost. It’s spring! Calves need to be born, crocuses need to croak, baseball needs its Opening Day and Vespas need to be driven!!
We pushed out our visit with Rosemary to Friday, when temperatures are anticipated to reach sixty degrees. As for the rest of today, Sawyer and I are wearing potholder hats, flipping through a book on worm farming under the heat of our sunlight lamp. I don’t mean to point wings, but it sounds like someone at the Space Station has the season on the wrong channel.