Apparently we didn’t have enough white stuff on the ground already. We woke up Sunday morning to discover another five inches on the ground. And the road out of here looking like this. We don’t get a lot of traffic here, which is a good thing because in the best of times it’s only wide
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I’d be cranky too if I had frost on my whiskers every morning. Lottie, the Jersey milk cow, had a chapped udder, too — ouch!

Tom’s been feeling pretty perky now that he’s recovered from the injuries incurred during that unfortunate incident with the geese. Strutting around the barnyard with half his feathers missing couldn’t have been much fun. Now that he’s fully feathered again, he struts and preens all day. He also exhibits an annoying curiosity about the camera.
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This may be the year of the gates. I have nothing against a well-made ‘farmer’s gate’ of whatever wire matches the fence, especially in locations that don’t see a lot of through traffic. Unfortunately, most of the farmer’s gates here at the farm aren’t that manageable for a middle-aged gal with wimpy muscles. So I’ve
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