As we were feeding the cattle yesterday evening the sky looked ominous.
And when we woke up this morning we saw that the predicted storm had indeed arrived and fresh snow was on the ground and in the trees.
About eight inches of new snow on the ground, which Grizzly and Molly thoroughly enjoy.
The cattle really don’t seem to concerned – as long as they get their fresh hay.
The pigs who still need names didn’t seem to mind the snow too much either – as long as they get their feed. I think there is a theme here. I would show you pictures of the chickens and cats in snow but they don’t go outside on days like today.
The fresh powder made some interesting patterns on our garden fence. It kind of reminds me of lace.
It has been quite a dramatic change in the weather in the past three days. Not really what I would have chosen, but who gets to choose the weather? So, as I type this post with the generator humming in the background (the power is out – probably for quite a while) I think this is a perfect day to curl up in front of the wood stove with a good book.
And just enjoy it.