Yeah… 17 degrees this morning and four inches of snow fell overnight. It’s not winter… but it’s coming.
We fed the cats… Zammy and Weasley and they got some warm milk to boot. They stayed toasty under the porch and came out for breakfast. I hitched Maverick, Dog Of Destiny, up and we headed down the driveway.
He was leaping around and really enjoying himself in the early dawn.
Down the old road, past the ancient trailer and back up by the oil well.
Thank goodness our gas well is still producing… well, time to see if I put the plow on my tractor correctly… at least it’s warm in the house.