Snow!

SNOW. Again! It  has been a very white winter and I have loved every flake of it :) Tonight its big, fat, juicy, wet flakes of snow. The cars drive by all linked together like a train going 10 miles per hour. I worry about the goats out back. The stinky, smelly, good for nothing but pooping goats, that I didn't want. I'd go out and check on them but I know they are sleeping. Soundly and warm, all huddled together in their deluxe shed. They hear me no matter how quiet I am and they cry when I leave. Have you ever have a baby goat cry out for you? Two months ago I would have answered 'no' also. But now I love those darn stinky, smelly, good for nothing pooping goats who are always happy to see me and cant seem to get enough of me...
Isn't that what we all want?!

Me and Ellie