What a surprise to wake up this morning to a blanket of fresh, white snow! Little Harvey ventured out into the snow for the first time and seemed surprisingly content.
The pigs paid no attention to the snow.
The chickens, however, did not seem to enjoy their first snowfall. I opened the pen and instead of running out into the yard as usual, they all stood huddled around the door, clucking, as if discussing the strange white coating outside their coop. Some of them picked at the snow, while others simply cocked their heads to and fro. They finally ventured out into the yard, but stayed close to the barn where the snow hadn't stuck. By mid-afternoon all the snow had melted and life on Silver Hill Farm was back to normal, but it was a fun morning just the same.
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