Farm Fresh Blog

We just returned from the ranch in north Texas and it was a white Christmas!  I didn't plan on it, (obviously not, or I wouldn't have dragged two horses across Texas to freeze their butts off in 20 degree snow!) but it was a nice, forced time of quiet solitude.

Watering horses on Christmas Eve:

Watering the horses on Christmas Day:

(Yes Sue, that IS the hat you sent Robby! He LIVED in that hat this week!)

The ranch is secluded and wild even when the weather is good, but when the weather turns icy, this southern girl is a little hesitant to brave the roadways. Thus, even though we had planned to spend Christmas with friends less than thirty minutes down the road, the snow was coming down so fast, I chickened out. I didn't want to leave 4 dogs and 2 horses and then find ourselves stuck away from the ranch.  So we spent Christmas day playing in the snow with the dogs.  These photos were taken immediately after the snow started falling.

Trace wasn't sure he liked snow at first.

Then he discovered running in the snowflakes and really got into it. 

A veteran of snowstorms (one!)  Lily showed everyone how it was done.

But the biggest fan of the snow was the D-Man!

Dillon thought snow was the greatest Christmas gift ever! And even though the storm really messed up our plans for fun and fellowship with good friends, the pure delight in every fiber of his being made up for it.  Dillon was joy personified.

He was so wild that long after the other dogs and I had retired to the warmth of the pickup, Dillon and Daddy were still walking the trail ahead of us because D-Man was so wild that no one else wanted to be in the truck with him.

"Just a little longer!  Can we stay out and play just a little longer?"