4 But the good life can get pretty Three months ago when it was 30 below, we spent two miserable days hauling firewood up the river on a Three months from now, it will be 95 above and we will be cultivating corn, weeding strawberries and killing Recently, Sandy and I had to retile the back Soon Jim, 16 and Emily, 13, the youngest of our four children, will help me make some long-overdue improvements on the outdoor toilet that supplements our indoor plumbing when we are working Later this month, we'll spray the orchard, paint the barn, plant the garden and clean the hen house before the new chicks 5 In between such chores, I manage to spend 50 to 60 hours a week at the typewriter or doing reporting for the freelance articles I sell to magazines and Sandy, meanwhile, pursues her own demanding Besides the usual household routine, she oversees the garden and beehives, bakes bread, cans and freezes, drives the kids to their music lessons, practices with them, takes organ lessons on her own, does research and typing for me, writes an article herself now and then, tends the flower beds, stacks a little wood and delivers the There is, as the old saying goes, no rest for the wicked on a place like this -- and not much for the virtuous 7 When spring came, it brought two First the river overflowed, covering much of our land for Then the growing season began, swamping us under wave after wave of Our freezer filled up with cherries, raspberries, strawberries, asparagus, peas, beans and Then our canned-goods shelves and cupboards began to grow with preserves, tomato juice, grape juice, plums, jams and Eventually, the basement floor disappeared under piles of potatoes, squash and pumpkins, and the barn began to fill with apples and It was