Winter passes before something happens to the heroine.
Yeah, she does a lot of baking, and probably tells a story or two, but nothing of immediate plot signficance, and time has to pass.
Those are always fun. Except when the point is a sharp disjuncture so you can slice the story into a Part I and Part II. When not, you need to indicate that time was passing as briskly as possible without blindsiding the reader with the observation that oh, yes, six months passed between chapter four and five. . . .
It's one I've got to work on, since my muse seems to adore tales where the POV character has to sit around and wait for a substantial period.