Sunday, January 25, 2015


It has been a brown winter. More rain and mud than snow and frozen ground. But yesterday we had a beautiful little storm, leaving a few inches of light, powdery white, frosting the world as far as I can see.

The livestock don't seem to mind the white stuff.

And Ziva buries her face in the snow to smell the smells buried beneath it.

Then trots around the meadow, exploring a world that looks different than usual.

The wheelbarrow and birdhouse rest for now, but soon spring will come and they will both be pressed into service.

A nor'easter storm is predicted for tomorrow, so today will be spent cleaning and readying the animals enclosures. We have plenty of food for both man and beast stored away. Let the storms blow!

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