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First Snowflakes

Can’t call it “First Snow” really as it was just a tiny squall passing by, but the dog came in with snowflakes in his fur. The pond freezes over most every nights and I haven’t seen much of the ducks lately. But every day I can avoid hauling water and still use the hose to fill horse trough is a bonus.
Very windy all day. The neighbour’s thoroughbreds are running around the pasture like the devil is chasing them. I’ve seen a couple trees come down, and heard still more crashing further in. Found one across the sauna roof again. One is likely across the driveway. Won’t that be fun to clear, with George away in Ontario. I’ve quite forgotten how to run the chainsaw.

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