For lots of us, what is sometimes referred to as a ' winter wonderland' translates as...it is uber cold outside.My girl tends towards the winter/wonder view of her world.
She is still a skinny, short-haired, typical mexi-mutt who by some quirk of nature (street genetics perhaps?) never, I tell you, never gets cold.These days the most I do for outdoor exercise is put 4 or 5 layers of clothes on and grab the recycling stuff,By the time I get back inside those layers come off quick and I say a silent thank you for not breaking my neck and also feel a little crazy-but-good for continuing to do
the compost stuff,and the trash and march through the wilderness to the various and sundry containers for all of the above.
It is an aerobic work-out and I kid you not.It is also playtime for PonyG. She has a neat trick of racing around and attacking me from behind because apparently, me falling on my arse in the snow is a great game.
winter composting, which could be called rural cross-fit.