I awoke to a dusting of snow on the thawed ground, 30 degrees, and some quickly changing mixture of snow, sleet, and rain. Our high today is 59, and it looks like it’s going to rain all day.
The garden waits to be defined out of the haphazard state it was in when we moved:
The goats seem unphased by the snow, and happy to get some fresh air after their morning bottle. I can’t wait to get them working on the brush:
Skinner (a/k/a Prinskipple Skinster) is very curious about the goats, but apart from a mad dash across the wall of their pen to get through the shed seems to prefer watching from the cats‘ perch above the workshop:
Our cold-frame kale is the only vegetable we’ve got outdoors, but a roomful of seedlings is waiting:
The broody-hen is still brooding (it’s day 5!), and the other girls are a bit reluctant to venture into the snow, but just a bit:
Meanwhile in the garage (since the shed is still out of power), the chicks are happily on the eat-poop-grow treadmill under the heat lamp, completely oblivious to our early spring cold:
