Today it began to snow. The sheep are coping, if a bit sulkily, in their usual fashion of sheltering where they can and demanding hay and carrots. It has snowed on and off all day today, until the trees have a layer of frosting on them and the grass is patchily visible, but it's predominantly white and snowy. A good sort of day for staying indoors where possible, on the whole; certainly a good day for staying off the main roads and ducking the need to deal with snow and ice on downhill slopes.

Some of the ducks have decided they'd rather be on the porch than in the snow, although by and large it doesn't seem to bother the ducks much, and we've seen the ducks bedded down in a patch, letting snow pile up around them and eating snowflakes off their own backs. The barn cats when out and about and not looking for small vertebrates to crunch down upon have taken the opinion that the porch-sitting ducks have the right idea, and while they haven't cuddled up to one another, they've almost as good as done so. It made an amusing picture.

This week is America's Thanksgiving week; it seems likely we'll be largely if not entirely snowed in, although if tomorrow's prediction of 80% chance of snow is mistaken we might take the 4x4 truck into town to pick up some more vegetables for Thursday's dinner. Of course, if the weather does continue in this vein, company for dinner might not be an option. Time and Mother Nature will tell.