Lamb Count: 219
We have just about had it with winter but it doesn't stop. The cats sit by the door - not wanting to go out in the deep snow. The wood supply is pretty much gone and we'll have to resort to burning oil. UGH. I will order an extra cord or two next year. There is wood in the woods to be cut but the snow is too deep. Sugaring is right around the corner and so many farmers are getting ready for it.
Yes it is storming again. I never got to posting last week's storm and today there is more snow coming. It is school vacation week and I have a big deadline/project that is taking all my energy and time. Thank goodness for the Olympics so I have something to watch in the evenings. We all have our fingers crossed for Mikaela Shiffrin tonight. Her grandmother Betty is one of my Mom's best friends. Her Dad Jeff and Aunt Lauren grew up down the street and went to school with us. This is the closest our family has been to an Olympic experience. Go Mikaela.
Here's what it looked like last week - and still looks like this week. It is a repeat. At least it isn't mud.
|The farm road is still not passable - too deep to drive on and we don't have a plow|
|Eating hay during the storm. The little lambs use the hay bale for shelter.|
|The little lambs are growing. They are beginning to eat hay.|
|They love the bales of hay - part food - part jungle gym.|
|What a sweet dirty face.|
|During the storm - looking out.|
|The next day after the storm - the ewe on the right looks rather disgusted.|
|Two cute little lambs. Their tails are going to fall off any day now.|
|After the storm. The sheep pack down the snow and make sheep trails.|