Casual Farming 6: A Slow Living LitRPG (Sowing Season) by Wolfe Locke & Mike Caliban

Author:Wolfe Locke & Mike Caliban [Locke, Wolfe & Caliban , Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two: Snowball Kind of Day

[The alarm went off; it was 6 AM. Jason and Tess were ready to get to work around the farm. They had 41 starting actions.]

[Obadiah’s Almanac: 10th day of Winter! 81 days until the Winter Festival! Things look to be a little warmer today, so get outside and enjoy it! Build snowmen! Build snow women! Build snow monsters, and then make the snowmen fight them! Just please don’t throw snowballs at me—I really hate getting melting snow inside this armor]

“He should not have said that,” Tess laughed as she rolled out of bed. “You can trust me on that one. Every year, a few kids will throw snowballs at the guildmaster just for the fun of it, but by drawing attention to it, he’s going to paint a target on his back the size of a barn.”

“Want to go up to Summer Shandy and throw a few of those snowballs yourself?” Jason asked with a twinkle in his eye.

“No. You just want to get out of cleaning,” Tess laughed.

“That’s fair.” Jason sighed, then slowly walked up to the window and looked out across the farm. He stretched a bit as he took it all in. The snow was starting to look a bit more sickly, melting away here and there in places. There were footprints running here, there, and everywhere across the farm, and the corral was churned into mud. Still, though, it was nice, and he looked forward to building a snowman with Fern.

“What’s your plan for the day?” Tess asked as he got dressed. “You played around in the greenhouse yesterday—”

“Worked in the greenhouse yesterday,” Jason countered. “I was working, not playing.”

“Ahh,” Tess snorted. “Anyway, what do you have on the schedule for today?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out, honestly.” Jason shrugged. “It’s a nice day; I feel like I can’t waste it. I have a million projects I always think about over the summer, you know? It would nice to build this, or I should build that, but when it comes time, I can never remember exactly what it is that I’m supposed to be working on.”

“Why not put in a corral on the Far Eighty?” Tess asked. “That’s a nice, practical thing you can work on right now.”

“In the snow?” Jason grimaced, then sighed. “You’re probably right. I feel bad when I have to leave the horses tied up the whole time we’re out there. Alright, I’ll do it! On one condition, though.”

Tess frowned. “What’s that?”

“I get to build a snowman with Fern during lunchtime.”

Tess laughed. “I think that can be arranged!”

Around an hour later, they all rode off for the Far Eighty. All around, they could hear the noise of snow melting, dripping and gurgling as it slowly yielded to the slightly warmer weather. It was only a hint or two above freezing, hardly enough to register, but the snow itself seemed to have gotten the memo, which was the important bit. Angus pulled the carriage through the snow, his mighty muscles heaving as he forged a path along through the precipitation.

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