Surrounded by farms and crofts as we are, there's very little hay to be had. Well there's hay - but it's moving it that's the problem - and there seems to be only one person with a tractor good enough to cope with the snow - and he's obviously in demand. Where are we in the pecking order I wonder?
Anyway - we can have the hay if we can move it. That is progress.... and we have wheelbarrows ...........
Meanwhile the snow looks pretty - our road is impassable to posties, snow ploughs (apparently anyway), and bin men*. We never fill our bins - except at Christmas, and indeed in the run up to Christmas when we decide to have a clear out in advance of visitors. The bins over-floweth... and the sea steams.
*but I'm sure wheelbarrows will be fine.
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