Guests sometimes ask us what winters are like since we live at the end of the road and we can get snowed in. We tell them it's wonderful.
With a four-wheel drive truck and a town that plows the road, we're never snowed up for long. But when you have four freezers full of food and a crackling log fire to keep you warm, watching the snow fall is very peaceful.
Here are some photos of our farm after the recent snow.
The road leading to Brambleberry Bed and Breakfast. |
A bald eagle perched in a tree doesn't seem to mind the snow. |
Our bluff hiking trail (above and below) was a path less traveled. |
Brambleberry framed by snow-covered trees. |
Mr. Bingley, our Suffolk wether, stands beside Pixie, a crossbred ewe lamb. |
A hillside winter scene. |
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