It snowed the day before Thanksgiving. . . and not just a little.
It felt a bit like January as we ran the snow blower and the shovels through the 6 or so inches of snow. It was beautiful! The snow was heavy and it clung to the trees, catching the sunlight as it moved across the sky.
I am always humbled by the natural beauty of the farm in the summer when all of the crops are flourishing, and yet it is some how equally beautiful to see the farm at rest beneath a blanket of snow.
The forecast is calling for warmer conditions in the coming days. This should be interesting. . . Is there global warming?