Riversdell

What better place to enjoy a catnap on a snowy evening than in front of a blazing woodstove?

Glory’s 3-day old kids are doing fine. They love to frolic in the hay manger. This is the female, just up from a nap.

After a few days’ thaw, it is once again cold and snowy. These Oriskany sandstone cliffs at the end of our property are quite beautiful with their icicles.

Our cat Sunny likes to go on walks with us, but this time he is eager to get back for his first nap of the day.

Glory presented us with two kids at this morning’s barn chores — one buck, one doe. She seems to favor the buck but we have seen each one nurse. Kirsten also put Glory on the milking stand and got 4 onces of colostrum from her for the freezer, in case we have any more abandoned lambs or kids this season.

The rain has stopped and the snow is melting slowly but surely. We hope to move the sheep back down to the pasture in the next day or two, but meanwhile they are doing just fine. The lamb in the foreground is 19 days old and growing fast, as are the younger ones in the doorway under mom.

The river is high but not alarmingly so. Looks as if we will escape a flood today, but we are watching the wind begin to pick up — 30 to 40 mph is predicted with gusts up to 60. Think Spring!

The snow is beginning to melt, but the question remains: When will it slide off the roof entirely?

Today we need to go get some more hay for the barn. We just broke into the last bale this morning, and all the rest of our hay is out in the field buried in the snow.

When you’re a kid and it snows two feet, what do you do?

Build igloos!

When you’re an adult, you dig! One thing about this snow is the glowing blue color you see in the holes and crevices.

And dig, and dig, and dig. It took Eric about eight hours over two days with a shovel to uncover the truck and dig out the drive.

That mound in the driveway has Kirsten’s car under it.