|to the east, one big blanket of white|
This morning the farm is covered as if by a big down quilt, the cars are quiet as they drive by on the road and it's peaceful everywhere I look.
Rufus and Rover can't decide whether outside where the terrain is different is better than inside where their paws are warm. Ahh, the dilemma of a dog's life.
Have a wonderful weekend.
|our dear pump house|