If October is marked with shades of yellow, orange and copper, November is gray. And when we turned the calendar page to the 11th month this year, it was as if we shut out last months color with the motion.
When the forecasters said we might get snow we made sure that the livestock had clean sheds filled with sweet smelling shavings, that the water buckets were full, and that plenty of hay and feed was laid in. It makes me feel good to know they are secure and well fed.
The dogs know the best place to be on a day like today...
Outside the wind is gusting and the ducks are forlorn... leaving big flat footprints in the snow and muttering unhappily. The chickens refuse to leave their cozy coop, the goats are chewing their cuds in their shed, and the horse is keeping out of the wind, too. I plan to spend the day cuddled up, doing some writing and watching the world outside my window turn white.
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