Well, I guess Mother Nature didn’t think the Halloween treats were good enough this year—because we woke up to this trick instead. Snow. On Halloween. Nothing says “festive” like brushing two inches of frozen betrayal off the windshield before coffee.
The goats were not amused. The chickens staged a walkout (waddle-out?) and refused to leave the coop. I’m pretty sure one of the pigs tried to climb back into his straw bale like a reverse groundhog—if he sees his shadow, we get six more months of attitude.
On the bright side, it does make the pumpkins on the porch look very… seasonal. Like someone handed a snow globe to a gremlin and said, “Have fun, kid.”
(P.S.—This reminds me I really need to change the date on my camera. Today is definitely the 31st. Though the weather seems to think it's mid-January.)
2 comments:
Looks like a treat to me! :)
Back among the living... hows that for a trick or treat? I still don't know which. Stopped by to visit and catch up. Feels great, like sitting down over a cup of coffee to shoot the breeze, and reading over your posts just on this front page gives me a glipse of you, where you've been (sure would have loved to help with that sheep wrangling...), and life in your neck (look out chickens!) of the woods. Thanks for being there, friend.
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