Snow In The Pole Barn

Every morning I muck out the pole barn.  The manure pile is already more than Jon and I will use in our gardens.

The sheep and donkeys spend the winter nights in the barn,  I can tell by the droppings they leave behind.

Although it has been snowing a little bit almost every day, it hasn’t amounted to much.  But a few days ago I went to muck out the barn on the hard packed earth was snow like two lungs or the wings of a beetle.

It was unusual,  but I could easily imagine  one of the sheep, covered in snow, standing in the pole barn and giving a good shake.  The snow falls off the wooly coat to either side and the sheep lays down between it.