The snow really started piling up in drifts this afternoon with the high winds.
There really shouldn't be a 'high surf' situation going on in the horses' water tank, but the wind had other ideas and was making waves and ripples below the little icicle ridge.
Although they are appropriately dressed for it, the sheep don't seem overly amused by the frigid weather.
"OK, where'd the grass go? I know it was out here somewhere!"
"Starving. Frozen. Sheep."
But, a few of our fuzzy friends didn't seem to mind the adverse conditions.
As does Emma....and of course, Jolly Ball.
and awaaaaay she goes!
"Darling, I simply ADORE this scrumptious weather MWaaaH!"
"Yeah, right, I'm not going out there!"