I think the only thing that I truly dislike about this old Maine farmhouse is the wind. There are 30 acres of fields behind our house and the wind just whips across it. Sometimes it's hard for Audra to even stand up out there. We just got another foot or so of snow. Not sure how much exactly, but at this point, who is counting? It's a lot. It keeps drifting now with the wind. There was a drift up to my waist this morning between our house and the barn. I shoveled it. A few hours later, it's not only filled in , but also higher. The wind keeps blowing. But...it doesn't stop these kids from going out in it. And it doesn't stop us from having homemade meals on the woodstove, reading oodles of books and doing crafts. While it would be nice for the winds to die down and the temps to rise above 0 degrees F, the rest of winter we are definitely not tiring of.