So do you know what these tracks in the snow are?
If not, then before I tell you I have to mention how a friend of mine refers to her cat. She calls him a "dirty little dirt cat." As soon as I heard that, I loved it. It applies fully to Nermal. He is a dirty little dirt cat, who believes he is a dog.
But back to the tracks in the snow. Ryan and I went out to visit a lamb whose mother can't decide if she wants it and also toured the building. It's nice and warm in there! I'm so proud of Ryan for that one, he really did a great job picking the site, orientation, and construction method to make a great chicken building. He's concerned it will be too warm in the summer, but we will have to see. On the way back from the tour, we made those tracks. They are from the bottom and body of a snowman.
So maybe you can see why I was talking about a dirty little dirt cat. Apparently, Ryan and I made one!
Several years ago we made a bunny,
let's just say that this time Ryan stuck ears on our snowman and they were not big enough to be bunny ears. Hence our friendly neighbor guardian snow cat.
Guard us, o dirtiest snow cat I ever did see.
This week Ryan's been burning piles of brush near the house. It's been clear and impossibly warm with very little wind.
Here is a picture of the 6 or so ash piles he left behind. Each spot of gray used to be a pile of brush taller than I am.
And I took this picture this morning of the kidlet and her daddy. That's his oatmeal. Not hers, his.It shows true love that Ryan is willing to share his food.