15 December

Beautiful Morning, Again – The Cold Has Its Own Rewards. I Miss It When It’s Gone.

by Jon Katz

Above, a photo of Zip. I no longer remember going outside with an impatient, domineering, but very loyal cat waiting for me to either feed him, scratch him or sit with me when taking photos. It was too cold to sit outside taking pictures with Zip this morning. Maybe later, Prince.

 

 

Manure, first thing every morning.

Fate is always working, even when there is no work to do.

At the feeder, animals eat first.

St Joseph doesn’t mind the cold.

 

My favorite chair is awaiting repair in the barn.

 

Working dog.

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