A comforting snow–like a blanket–is falling and rapidly deepening.
The snow nurtures our dormant aspen.
The snow encourages camaraderie among our hens.
A quick stolen kiss on the porch!
“Where is everything?”
And, the snow revives Effie’s sense of awe and wonder.
Happy chooks! Are they sitting on eggs?
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I wish! But no, they take winters off; besides, these girls are about 4 years old–and about ready for the Stewpot City Tour.
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Coq Au vin? I’ll send my Mum: Surprisingly as she is not my Italian parent she is good at both.
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Sorry, but we just make plain stew, sans le vin. But hey, I’d love to meet your Mum!
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Make up a bed! I’ll send her over!
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LOL! ❤
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