In which it sn*ws, and half of the state shuts down because We. Just. Can't. Cope.
Photo dump: it sn*wed.
|You can barely see the house, and the sky is completely gone. Other than that...?|
Sn*w on a farm is a pain in the tail feathers.
|Cornelius the rooster refused to come out of the coop until|
Monica scooped out a path for him
The roads were a mess, and
|The reindeer are on vacation. Tootles the tractor is our next best option.|
everything between Seattle and the Canadian border closed (or froze shut).
|The goats didn't come out until white stuff stopped falling.|
At Haiku Farm, we did what we always do,
|Clear paths and driveways|
|The smoker full of food for dinner|
|(we smoked EGGS!)|
|wiped out from the fun.|
And that is Good.