Well - we woke up to snow this morning. Not a big dumping more a severe frosting with lumps. Sam went off beating but he did do the chickens and early morning hay first which was kind. A lot of the time beating seemed to involve pulling cars out of ditches and helping rescue a John Deere and huge trailer which had crashed into the bridge by Mum's field. I was supposed to go to the Dentist but a blizzard struck and the car couldn't get up the little hill outside the drive.
Apart from the fact that I am yet again in severe pain, I was glad not to have to go to the dentist as it was taking ages just coping with hay and water. Everyone spent the day by the fences waiting for me! It always amazes me how much contact with the sheep the boys will tolerate. They guard their own personal space fiercely, except where the sheep are concerned. Little Teddy is virtually pulling out hay from underneath Caedmon who just lay there chewing.
Greeves, who is due another fecal sample on Monday, is looking more and more like a walking haystack but he certainly holds his own with the others and will not be pushed out.
This afternoon the Church window needed doing ready for the nativity tomorrow so I trundled down with a motley collection of hedgerow bits and pieces and attempted something artistic. Luckily, mother assisted.
And on the way back I took a couple of photos for Alf who is still languishing!