Snow and sheep

As you can see, the sheep at the bottom of my garden had to have breakfast straight from the freezer this morning.

I woke up to freezing cold feet (must make myself some bed socks!) and the girls squealing about snow. Indeed, snow had fallen and settled much thicker this time – the second Weekend Snowfall in two weeks. Coo!

The first photo is of a neighbour’s garden. No, they haven’t splurged on a bit of Modern Art – it used to be a lovely bushy tree, but the other day, they came out with secateurs and such, and when they stepped back from their work, it looked like a big stick. They are super gardeners, so I’m sure the tree will grow shoots all over and be even more wonderful this year but, meanwhile, I thought it looked very striking in the snow and worthy of a photo…

By contrast, my back garden looks like a tangled mess in places. I had intended for us to go out in the April sunshine and have a wonderful family day of weeding, playing and possibly even picnicking. …But then I saw the snow, felt my feet, and decided that it would be much nicer to pull the covers over my head for the day. This didn’t happen though – I was raked out of my lovely warm bed to make pancakes for everyone.
Hurrumph.

Entry plonked in Art,Life @ 7:45 pm
Tagged thusly: sheep, snow