wonder how many people thought it strange to see my blue truck parked along the road sides early on Christmas morning?
Ice hanging down from the eaves of the cabin
this windmill won't be turning any time soon.
The chicken wire on this fence made a unique pattern don't you think?
I have a friend who passed away and everytime I pass cows I think about him. He loved these critters!
The ice on the pond is pretty thick
The netting over my chicken pen came down as the ice built up.
Loved the way the ice coated each individual blade of grass...
The build up of ice on fence wire and the ice on the hay fields was breathtaking..
Passed a little creek on my travels and stopped. Forgot ice builds up faster on bridges and wasn't sure I was gonna get the truck rolling again without a push...but I made it and on I traveled..
The hay for the cows was securely wrapped for weather such as this
icicles hanging off my gate
cows huddling against the cold.
Encapsulated is the word that comes to mind.
love old barns
and my very favorite pic is this one. Ice on the fence posts. Beautiful isn't it?
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