Hey y’all, it’s Megan, and this one’s just a real winter day around our place—icy ground, shop work, and tending what needs tending. We start off trying something new for lunch: a big flatbread pizza. Andy had the idea, and I rolled it thin, fixed it like a regular pizza, and baked it hot and fast. It turned out so good we were joking Pizza Hut ain’t got nothing on us. After that, we’re down in Daddy’s shop with Andy and Jacob rebuilding the carburetor on Jacob’s old Ford lawn mower. We pull it out of the soak (it had been in there over a week), talk through what the float and bowl do, and get it back together with the rebuild kit—simple, but you’ve still got to pay attention. Then Andy starts diagnosing a quiet roaring noise on his ’99 red Ford dually, and it turns into one of those days where the “fix” is really just figuring out what’s most likely wrong. We end up suspecting a lockout hub stuck engaged, and sometimes that’s half the battle. We finish up talking about our elderly horses—what we feed when they can’t chew forage anymore, soaking it into a mash, and even using aspirin made for horses when arthritis flares in cold weather. Add in slick-as-glass ice, kids sledding on flat ground, and evening chores, and that’s February for us: doing the best we can with what we’ve been given.