What's naughtier than a Pippa-goat, you ask? (yes, she is in the feeder)
A gang of ducks, that's who!
Nathan has a new job and we've been juggling having one of us home before dark to lock everyone in. Getting home after dark would be fine for everyone except the ducks! If you don't call them in before about 4:30, that's it - they absolutely refuse to move from the back of the pond. For the first time last night, we couldn't get any of them in and they spent the night outside.
Luckily, they all survived the night.
They seemed very pleased with themselves this morning, frosty feathers and all.
Little lambies were nice and toasty in their stall with their excellent protective momma.
Watching over the frosted farm.
Snuggled up after the morning chores.
Oh and also... that's a ring on my finger!
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