Don't know whether to commiserate you or congratulate you.
You're looking at some pretty serious *gorgeous* country. Think of March as *dirty laundry*, and April/May as *laundry day* (complete with clotheslines and breezy, sunny days.
Summers are a tad... humid.
Autumn is breathtaking.
Winters are often breathtaking, only in not-so-good ways...
You'll find that cellers aren't so much a convenience as a necessity. Summertime, it'll be the coolest, comfy-est part of the house. Winters, you'll find yourself browsing your shelves as you would in a grocery store, wondering what to feed the family. (Food storage is a reality. More of that New Englander self-sufficiency.)
Way Out Yonder
You're looking at some pretty serious *gorgeous* country. Think of March as *dirty laundry*, and April/May as *laundry day* (complete with clotheslines and breezy, sunny days.
Summers are a tad... humid.
Autumn is breathtaking.
Winters are often breathtaking, only in not-so-good ways...
You'll find that cellers aren't so much a convenience as a necessity. Summertime, it'll be the coolest, comfy-est part of the house. Winters, you'll find yourself browsing your shelves as you would in a grocery store, wondering what to feed the family. (Food storage is a reality. More of that New Englander self-sufficiency.)