|This was the scene on Wednesday|
|Saturday, just about all gone and the grass is still green, unlike|
after the winter snows next spring.
|A path cleared with the snow blower|
|And this is the result in the well. Nearly full to overflowing.|
Approximately 3m3 of water. Should keep us going for a
while. Although Ian is planning on cleaning the sides of the
well with a brush and then pumping some of it out and letting
|If you were wondering how Sofie has got on after her hip|
dislocation. I think this picture speaks for itself. This is above
the door in the greenhouse
|She's also eager to be off on her travels. This was the day|
after she had the pin out. It is hard to keep her in now.
|As the snow melted off the roof, the icicles were left at a|
rather perculiar angle
|This little lass has discovered how to get into the food|
cupboard on the wall. No wonder she slept so well today
|One eerie morning|
|Makes me thinkg of some fantasy winter scene for a movie or|
something like that
|The mid-week snow made some|
|We have done some sorting out in here, honest!|
|I guess Turbjørn has his woolly blanket on, so can sit around |
in the snow
|Why drink water when you can eat snow?|
|I love the way that photos capture an agate quality of semi-frozen|
ponds. In life it just looks a bit mucky.
|The pond a few days later|
|The car gets left near the road, because the track up is too|
muddy and it could get stuck. Rather than ruin the ground
even more we decide to walk to the caravan.
|Hopefully this will stop a lot of the snow getting in this time.|
You can see the spruce covered herb bed to the right too
|Glorious coloured dandelion leaves|
|Agnese in decidedly unfriendly mood to me. Head up, tail up|
back arched and clucking. She is trying to say she thinks she
is higher up the pecking order than I am. I have news for her!
|Agnese in friendlier mood|
|I still find it hard to believe at times that we own this forest.|