For all you fellow homesteaders out there braving the elements to get fresh clothes on the line in all weather, especially post-snow storm, I salute you. May summer come round real quick. In the name of hypothermia, I do believe the other two loads can wait until tomorrow!
A glass of wine, sage and white bean soup, homemade bread, and an eve of Bing Crosby crooning those lovely Christmas songs are in order.
The homesteading life is sweet.