I finally pruned most of the fruit trees, which is an agonizing task for me as I don't have the greenest of thumbs and it just drives me nuts to cut off a perfectly fine living branch. But I managed through it, the entire time chanting to myself, "Pruning is necessary, pruning is good".
Rhiannon and I raked up the "really" wasted goat hay (as opposed to just wasted goat hay, which becomes animal bedding) and put it into the compost heap. Those hay-snob goats drive me nuts. All that perfectly good hay, spit out in spite and trampled on. But I managed through it, the entire time chanting to myself, "This will make great compost, compost is good". I do a lot of chanting around here.
I also cleaned out the raised beds in the front yard. Yes, I know, it's the middle of winter and it should have been done in the fall. But honestly, I think the covering of leaves did the cabbages a favor. I still have most of them that weren't harvested in the fall. I planted a late fall crop figuring what the heak, and although they didn't get to full maturity, if I picked them now I'd have tiny heads of cabbage. I just can't believe they are still alive!
So now that I've semi-cleaned up the cabbage patch (I hate saying "cabbage patch", visions of those gawd-awful-ugly 80's dolls always pop into my head....and yes, I had one) and have a clean and fluffy (yes, fluffy) second bed just screaming to be planted, I think I'm going to do it. I'm going to plant something.
Paul threatened me if I did any planting, mumbling something about everything getting just about ready to harvest and a freeze will kill it all, but I don't care. I'm going to plant some lettuce, and spinach seeds in the empty bed and cover the hoops with plastic. I have several packages of unknown-dated lettuce and spinach seeds so if they make it, great, if not, no big loss. And I will have somewhat satisfied my cravings for dirt in my fingernails and the smell of earth in my nostrils.