A Year in Nature: December 16

By early winter, the pace of life outside has shifted completely. Spring and summer were full of planting, tending the garden, and caring for growing things. Fall was about tidying up, raking leaves, and preparing the land for the cold. Winter brings its own rhythm, and I find that snow shoveling has become one of my favourite outdoor tasks. It’s repetitive and meditative, similar to raking in the autumn, and it’s a good workout some days. There’s a sense of accomplishment in clearing paths, and the crisp air makes it feel invigorating.

Winter also allows for more leisurely walks around our property. With the busyness of spring and summer, there’s rarely time to wander slowly and take it all in, but the snow slows everything down. Each season offers its own pace and expectations, and I appreciate how this keeps things fresh and varied. Even family routines shift: we spend time outside playing, caring for animals, and making sure their water doesn’t freeze and their shelters stay warm. The coldest nights always carry a bit of worry, but watching the animals settle in and seeing their resilience brings reassurance.

There’s a quiet satisfaction in these winter routines. Filling water containers, brushing snow off shelters, and clearing paths all have a rhythm that feels grounding. The slower pace gives space to notice small details.

If today allows, try to find enjoyment and a sense of reward in your winter outdoor tasks, like shoveling or clearing paths. Pay attention to the small details and the rhythm of your work, and notice how the season invites a slower, more thoughtful pace.

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Hey, I'm Sarah

I’m a wife, mother, and nature enthusiast living a simple, slow-paced life on our small homestead in Ontario. Every day, I find joy in the little things — the wild creatures and plants I meet on my walks, quiet moments on the farm, and the beautiful journey of marriage and motherhood. Here, I share tender stories and photographs from my wild encounters, inviting you into the gentle rhythm of this life.

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