Pigs are reported to enjoy each other’s company but these two,Molly and Sheila, are not getting on at all even preferring to sleep in separate quarters.
The ducks are still only laying one or two eggs a day. The chickens maybe six on a good day. This is quite natural. The winter is their time for rest.
Yesterday John picked up the snow plough on the way home from the airport and ploughed his way up the lane. A dramatic return. And now I can get my car out again!
I am just so grateful that this drift down into deep freeze is only for a couple of days. Some people choose to live in temperatures like this. Not me though. I am not set up for it.
After almost two inches of rain, and no evaporation, no rain soaking into the frozen ground, we have slowly descended back into the bad cold. See this? All ice. Not polished like a skating rink but just as slidey. Like throwing buckets of water…
Last night the moon and the deep white snow joined in to create a glow that seemed to come from the Earth herself. I wish you could have seen it. It appeared to lift from under the snow like deep shuttered light from below….
Tia is half Holstein, the most common dairy cow on Earth, and Half Angus the favorite beef cow of America. Like my favorite sparrows she is terribly common. But the nicest heifer on the property. And wide!
Lulu is my oldest cat. She does not like to be picked up or held. She lives with Tane the crippled kunekune boar. In the day time I often see her sleeping close to him.
As you and I browse through these sunny bucolic farmyard photos from yesterday snow clouds are gathering to the east today. They are forecasting a few inches coming in tonight, but we will see. Snow is moody and prone to changing its mind.
I often find things when I examine images in the morning as I prepare them for publication. I think that is a jacket? On the post behind the peacock. I know exactly where my one work jacket is so it must be the woodcutters!