This is one of the reasons I love living in New England. The defined seasons are so joyous to me. The first snow of the year is magic. The kids woke up so excited to go outside. The world was new and beautiful.
As I look around I realize there are still things to be put away. The snow was a bit of a surprise. We were supposed to get mostly rain in my neck of the woods.
The chickens were excited too. We had put up plastic on one side of their tractor the other day. Its on the side where the wind usually comes from to protect them from drifts in their run. It appears to have worked perfectly, although we only got an inch or so.
Toby was thrilled as well. He loves the snow. His favorite is the deep snow. Last year he became rather famous on our street as the king of the snow pile. Every day he would be out on the hill of snow created by the plow.
I'm curious to see how the leeks will do now. This snow won't last long and we aren't predicted to get anymore for a bit.
The kids may not come in today. We'll have some hot chocolate and waffles when they do finally make it in.