If you have five inches of wool, snow has a different context. Some of the sheep like to sit out in it.
The first wave of the storm has hit, and we’ll see what happens tonight. I went out to take some photos, and I feel good about them. We’ll see. Spent a couple of hours out in the woods and wandering around doing farm chores – Annie can’t get here this afternoon. Everybody is watered, fed and has shelter. All you can do. Fed the barn cats, the goats.