Getting up early on a cold winter's morning to feed the animals takes discipline but the rewards are many fold...
On this morning as I walked down the hill I was greeted by a warm almost cozy hue of pink...
Cold and cozy are words not often used together, maybe inviting is a better description...
.. but what filled my eyes brought cheer to the entire day...
An early Valentine from nature...*Last time in Barn Stories:
First Ride