Well you'd think it would be Winter because it's rumored there's far less to do, so barely any excuse is needed to take it easy and avoid my Crops and Animals and Spouse and..... Mmmm but then there's the glare. Really Winter is eye- and soul-searing and something must be done about it. Related to that is the weirdest and most jarring thing about Winter: how you get the Magnifying Glass. Why on Yoba's green SPF 50 white Ferngill Republic is a Shadow Person out in the day when it's blinding out?? I'm playing the game through a welder's mask with eye black below my eyes and some in my ears to temper the dour Winter music. That Shadow Person is basically streaking at a sporting event. After which you catch him burning ants in clear spots under bushes forcing him to hastily shove the deadly weapon of choice at the Farmer, saying "shedidit!" and splitting into thin air.
Then there's the Night Market. Hey everyone, lets meet at the Beach!
In Winter.
At night.
Over the water.
For 3 days.
I am 100% convinced that Penny wears full length patterned leg warmers. The pattern being that of her own legs. OK maybe Haley's. There's no other explanation for her continual refusal to be frostbitten.
Winter Year 1 also comes with... disappointment and failure. And there's whole month of it to remind you, like what MogBeoulve said but instead it lasts ~27 days once Winter realization sinks in. Didja unlock the Greenhouse? Nah, forgot to visit the Cart Lady like 1/3 the time and no Red Cabbage. Are ya growing Fiber for easy g Tea Saplings? Erm, well no because Emily and Gunther and Lewis and Gus were hogging up the Special Order board all Fall. Spending the season at Ginger? Hello McFly <knocks yer headnoggin a couple times> Hello anyone home? I didn't even get the Greenhouse done much less all the Fishing!
Eh, what?
Listen bud, that Fishing Pole is a harsh mistress and it just drains me to sit at the River for hours just waiting for a bite. I need naps and the Fish have learned to wait for the snores before grabbing my Bait. More often than not I wake to an empty can where my hook used to be and I'm convinced they're swimming inside the sound-amplifying can listening to me and telling fish jokes. Which brings me to my final point about Winter. Winter weather stinks and is really not conducive to sleeping engaging in activities outside lest I risk turning into a nondescript snow-covered lump. Who invented this season where you freeze to death with a second-degree sunburn?
Nah, Spring is best. Make a minimum of effort on Winter 28 planting a few dozen Grass Starters (whew, no Hoeing and Watering needed), drag exhausted butt to bed and wake up a week or so later to 3 seasons of Animals I never need to feed or see again. If someone asks why my Farm looks unattended I just tell them it's fallow, a totally natural process, and all that is nutritious Hay to be converted into Milk, Eggs, Wool, and Truffles. Grass boom + Animals + Auto-Grabbers = happy and well-rested Farmer.
Yes yes, fallow again this year. Look I single-handedly turned that overgrown field of detritus into an overgrown field of slightly less detritus, with Cows! This is Ecology, we must not upset the delicate balance of the outdoors with sweaty, tiring planning. Let someone else fight for organization and machine accomplishment, I will chill and snooze to be one with Mother Nature.