Gettin' Antsy*

You know the fable of the ant and the grasshopper, where the grasshopper spends all summer messing around, refusing to get ready for winter while the industrious (and frankly, a little annoyingly smug) little ant scurries around preparing until winter is upon them and the grasshopper has nothing and has to beg for mercy from the self-righteous ant?

We're ants. I know this because I spent some hours last week prepping food that will be consumed this winter and A. spent much of yesterday splitting wood and beginning The Woodpile.

This is about three days' worth of wood. If we're lucky.

I'm not gonna lie--it's a little depressing to already be working on the woodpile. In July. Intellectually, I know we still have at least two more months until we'll be building fires, but psychologically? The sight of that woodpile just makes me feel cold.

It doesn't help that this has been an amazingly cool summer anyway. It hasn't really felt much like summer at all. So I will try to put the inevitable coming winter out of my mind and instead try to will some hot weather into being so I can at least have some ripe tomatoes before the end of summer is upon us.

My dreams are modest.

* HAAAA! Geddit? Ants, antsy? Yeah, never mind.