But before we get started on the snow, here's your kitten fix...
Emily bird-watching on my office windowsill.
I lover her markings! I think that's called Classic Tabby... does anyone know? Here's a website on tabby markings.
We had snow and ice pellets yesterday, and now it's snowing like crazy and there's a snowfall warning on. On top of what already fell, we are supposed to get in excess of 15 cm/6 in of snow today. To me, a big snowstorm means a foot of snow, but this winter has been weirdly mild and snowless, so I'll take what I can get. I am dying to get out to cross-country-ski and snowshoe.
The ducks don't seem to give a damn...
Eugenia, the mama duck, went over the wall (well, okay, out the barn door) for a little walk in the snow this morning. She is well camouflaged!
Speaking of camouflage!
Thta's Squishy in front, who like Hannibal has lost his brown head.
I'm letting everyone run around the barn today. It's madness down there. I will be shovelling up duck poop for sure. The "Muffs" are fierce chickens. They booted the ducks out of their straw-filled pool. Gordon calls it the duck playpen. I put it out to give the ducks somewhere warm to nap when they come in the barn.
The temperature is just a bit below freezing, so everyone wanted a bath today. Note middle duck who jumped right into the water bucket!
It is supposed to get quite old this weekend with lows around -19C.
That chicken really bosses them around, speaking of intrepid.
"Snow? I don't care about no steenking SNOW!" She is alone here because she just booted all the ducks out of the bath!
I'll let you know if we get buried alive in the white stuff...