Perfect time for it. The bell curve for “typical” spring weather in the high desert is fairly wide, and we’ve spent the past couple of days ‘way over on the low side marked Lousy. So I’ve just been cocooning in the Lair, accomplishing next to nothing except the inescapable agrarian chores that pile up when you’ve got chickens and made up your infrastructure from some paper cups and string. We got a windstorm overnight that woke me up because it wanted to be sure I knew how scary and destructive it was, followed by heavy rain. Right now I see heavy clouds (probably) moving away over the horizon. I’m all wrapped in a heavy hoody while I wait for the first cup to brew, but it’s not that cold, high thirties maybe. I’ll probably start losing layers as soon as the sun makes an appearance over the ridge.
Or maybe not. Spring weather does what it wants. Either way, there’s not a lot going on at the Gulch this week so far.