The hay was a lot heavier and had to be rolled thru very deep snow to the cows yesterday. The complications from the fire never seem to end.
Can't find a tractor to borrow and can not afford to buy even a plastic toy one.
The cows were walking glaciers yesterday.
Warm in their "blankets of snow."
Gizmo was looking at me for graham crackers, but I was out, out, out of them and my broken truck could not navigate the roads to get more.
I will be real happy when that dingle berry on him falls off.
As the snow storm raged on, my bird of paradise opened up.
A wonderful day, here in Vermont.