It’s always an exciting event when the first snow…or any snow for that matter….falls. In it’s silent descent, the beauty unveils itself with a crisp, exoteric whiteness not often duplicated. Like a gift, gently unwrapped under the Christmas tree. It is calming, and gives one permission to settle in, and linger….just a bit longer.
On the other hand….snow, the kind of snow we get is FUN…but we don’t live in it for months on end. When it snows, it is an event for a few days…it may or may not snow again during that particular winter….but then again…..it might!!
This is the goats first experience with snow. They sniffed it, they tasted it….
…they ran into their house…then back out. The funny thing about snow….you don’t feel the wetness on your thick, curly, fur coat until it starts to soak in….I think. So, they stand outside as the flakes fall and accumulate on their tops…they don’t seem to have the sense that they need to go in out of the “rain.” Funny goats.
The flock is more seasoned and are keeping their feet warm by staying under cover…except for this one adventurer.
It’s a lovely day in the Pacific Northwest! Thank you for visiting the farm today. More of the fluffy white stuff is still in the forecast for this afternoon! Happy New Year to you all!!
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