The sky spent the day in the same heavy dirty white of the earth. The horizon defined by barely melting snow soil. It was eerie with stillness.
I took the little camera for a walk to check the fences with Boo at the end of the work day.
We saw nothing much.
The humidity was high. The temperatures a whisper below freezing by then. The trees were frozen with icy fog.
The wild garden is riddled with footsteps in the snow. From rabbits and deer and pheasants. Munching on the free feed. I feel happy about that. Though when I was down there I realised I have not put the protective covers around the Fellowship Forest. I must do that today or the rabbits will nibble those little ttrees down to nothing after the wild food runs out.
The fences are still sound so we headed home.
The temperatures have risen even more so the snow that was forecast is now going to be rain. And all the white will be gone. Rain = Mud. So all the cows will be brought up to their concrete pads for the duration.
PS In the frozen winters I work wearing these boots.