The Weather Outside is Frightful

Living in England we have come to expect changeable weather - every day is different - you never know what to expect.  This was the view from the bedroom window yesterday - bright, clear and sunny but very cold.  This morning - totally different - freezing fog, heavy ground frost.

The mornings take forever to get light - this was taken at seven thirty.  Every morning I go up to the plot to feed my two sheep, put some hay down for them and break the ice on their water buckets.  Every morning without fail Alfie is waiting at the gate looking forward to his breakfast.

Look at that face - how could I refuse him?

After licking their bowls clean the sheep wander down into the frosted field, keeping to the hedgerow where it is a little more sheltered, and munching on nettles till the grass thaws out a little.

The horses in the field next door all have their winter coats on - this one looked expectantly at me hoping for tit-bits - I had none.

Tomorrow the weather will be different again - no two days the same - that is the joy of living in England - and I look forward to each and every one of them - mostly.