Looking out the upstairs window, I'm thinking this morning the farmette appears like someone had unevenly poured a sack of salt over it. Yes, it snowed, no, it didn't improve the landscape much.
There is, however, always breakfast.
The cheepers are back to hanging out in the barn. No outdoor runs for them, not when there's any white stuff on the ground. It's just as well. I cringe when I see them in their molted stage. It's all wrong for this time of the year, though I am grateful that it is only a "soft molt." A hard molt would expose their skin. I've seen pictures of it -- it looks like someone started plucking hens for the kettle and then, for some reason, changed their mind halfway through. I can't imagine them surviving winter with exposed skin. Right now they look depleted, but still feathered.
In the afternoon, I visit little Snowdrop. Now, there's a source of color and joy for you! I find her in her dad's lap, looking this way and that...
Okay, girl, gotta give your parents some time to catch up with their stuff!
It goes without saying that she and I have terrific adventures in the hours that follow. Of the type you can have with a 2.5 week old! (It includes a nap on grandma's tummy.)
Such beautiful days! It's hard to believe that with each week, they only get better.
There is, however, always breakfast.
The cheepers are back to hanging out in the barn. No outdoor runs for them, not when there's any white stuff on the ground. It's just as well. I cringe when I see them in their molted stage. It's all wrong for this time of the year, though I am grateful that it is only a "soft molt." A hard molt would expose their skin. I've seen pictures of it -- it looks like someone started plucking hens for the kettle and then, for some reason, changed their mind halfway through. I can't imagine them surviving winter with exposed skin. Right now they look depleted, but still feathered.
In the afternoon, I visit little Snowdrop. Now, there's a source of color and joy for you! I find her in her dad's lap, looking this way and that...
Okay, girl, gotta give your parents some time to catch up with their stuff!
It goes without saying that she and I have terrific adventures in the hours that follow. Of the type you can have with a 2.5 week old! (It includes a nap on grandma's tummy.)
Such beautiful days! It's hard to believe that with each week, they only get better.
All your photos are wonderful, but I especially like the last one - so trusting and content. Love. P.S. Poor Cheepers. :( Is this the typical time of year to shed feathers? Doesn't make sense. Is it an emotional molting - sensing displacement by Snowdrop? :))
ReplyDeleteI have to echo Reenie, the utter relaxation and contentment shown by Snowdrop is my favorite photo. Gerber baby time!
ReplyDeleteI love the way a 2 week old can be so completely into whatever she's doing... wide-eyed with dad, totally blissed out with you... love these pictures!
ReplyDeleteI think it's so smart of you to go there every day and "bond" with Snow...she won't feel alienated from you when she grows up. You will always have a special close relationship and I can "see" you both traipsing around the world together some day!
ReplyDeleteYes, I can see it: grandma nina and her brood of grandchildren, buying two baguettes and six pains au chocolate at a French bakery, or a plateful of pierogi in Warsaw...
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