Well, the sun is coming up and it is 18 degrees right now. This is not abnormal for February--just abnormal for the lows in the 50's we've been having. Since our pear trees are now in full bloom--and we've had little rain to cushion the blow--we fear for the worst. But, that is farming. Anyone who has ever read Farmer Boy by Laura Ingalls Wilder knows it has ever been so.
The odd thing is that it is impossible to feel hopeless in the spring. Fall, yes but spring, no way. Every day shows something new fighting its way to the surface or showing a bit of green. This is why people still love to farm. And that also has ever been so.