Unfortunately it was milking morning so I bundled up accordingly. The only thing that got cold was my feet. I am thinking some new Muck chore boots are in order. I slipped on my sis's pair when we visited her and they were simply wonderfully comfortable.
Frost was on everything in sight. The two irises that were blooming were covered.
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I love your frosty iris, and I think Santa ought to bring you those boots for Christmas. Having cold feet makes one miserable.
ReplyDeleteHave a great week in spite of the cold weather.
FlowerLady