And here are the mules having their breakfast. It was getting hard to find a dry enough spot to feed them since we had approximately an inch of rain before the snow began to fall. The snow was super wet and heavy.
They watch me come out with the 'hay' sled and follow me to wherever I am going to spread their meals. The three older mules follow me away from the rest as I set out their grain in their pans. It is almost funny as to how routine feeding time has become.
Charlie loves snow. He just loves to romp in it and stick his head under large clumps of grass. His sniffer never quits when he is out and about.
Mr. Sven was not having any of the blustery weather. He watched out his goat 'door' and stayed inside with his hay and nice dry bedding.
Charlie and I walked up to where the hill starts on the driveway to look up the hill.
It looked like a fine day to stay home and let mother nature have her way. The winds picked up and we headed back to the house.
Water was standing everywhere under the snow and the ground was saturated.
That wet spot in the driveway is something I hope to get fixed next year. In fact this section of the driveway needs new gravel as it turns into a mushy quagmire each spring that is nearly impossible to drive through until it dries up.
That brings us to today which is Thanksgiving.
No visitors, no family stuff going on today. It will be the usual fair.
Hubby asked for Lasagna for supper.
Seems when the kids were young we had company and now that the grands are more grown up everyone has their own thing to do.
Photo from 2006 Thanksgiving.
Have a nice day, whatever you choose to do.
Belated Happy Thanksgiving! Sometimes a quiet day can be a gift!
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