In the winter months, we don't get much riding done. It's cold here, freezing right now. I can't muster up a lot of enthusiasm for dragging myself out of a warm house, out to the field to chase a reluctant horse around. Then to get on a cold saddle to ride on frozen, treacherous ground, bleh.
Plus, the older horses benefit from having a vacation. I think it keeps them fresher, more eager to work when the days lengthen and warm.
I have talked here before about how I hate the winter months. The cold, the short days, depression.
But all that aside, I'm having manuscripts out to pasture syndrome right now.
I took a few days off to rest after pushing myself to the wall to finish The Cowboy's Baby. Then a few more days off for Thanksgiving.
The result is I'm having a real hard time getting back to the pasture, er, computer and catching the reluctant horses, er, opening up a document. The longer the manuscripts sit, the less inclined I feel to work on them.
I tell myself it's doing me/the work good to sit, to take a break. And maybe it is. Like the horses, maybe if I take a few weeks off, I'll be more eager to come back to the work at hand. And maybe not.
All I know is right now all I feel like doing is lazing around a warm house while the snow falls outside my window.