I was up before breakfast helping Jussi to clip Muppett's hooves and the weather was good enough to snap the piccies on the last post. It was a glorious morning light. I stayed up to extend the ditch but only managed a few feet before I was snowed off. This piccy shows the sun peaking through the snow-laden clouds over the common. The picture doesn't really do justice - that washed-out sun was really pink.
This is the second day of really squally showers. Annoying cos you cant really get on with things. So you retreat inside and then start feeling guilty when the sun comes out. Go outside and it starts to rain/snow.
And the smell of billy goat is starting to pervade everything. It just doesn't wash off your hands. Sticks to clothes like super glue. How do you describe a smell? Well it's sort of deep fluorescent brown with streaks of purple and orange. Very unpleasant.
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