Friday morning the mountain was white and on Saturday morning the snow had moved down to us
I love the snow, but then again, I don't live where it hangs around for 4 or 5 months.
We've always had to get out in it because you can't manage a ranch from inside. There was always ice to break (this was 2015 - on DH's birthday)
And livestock to feed
Ranching in the desert, you're always thankful for any moisture and since we no longer have 128,000 acres to traverse and tend to, we were able to soak in the magic of snow in the mountains...even if the mountains are hidden at the moment.
I put on a pot of Hambuger Vegetable Soup
And Skeet and I ventured out to chore
Checked in on the baby chicks...they are growing so fast. DH had installed a little roost for them.
While he worked in the shop on the hay fork he's building
And I puttered in my sewing room
And then I took some time to read the Quiltfolk issue on New Mexico. I bought it for myself in January and hadn't even peeked at it until now
It was a good day to do that. We ended up with 8"