We love waking to a freeeeezing cold and frosty morning. We zoom over the 'rugby oval' on our way to the orchard and the chickens, our feet crunching and scrunching on the brittle grass and leaves.
On mornings like this everything is calm, ghostly quiet and dry.
What could be nicer for Bella and me, especially as our tummies stay dry, and our paws clean. No washing tub for us today !
Though their little house is warm & snug, the chickens always get extra rations on a cold morning - and THEY reward themselves with a freshly laid egg each for breakfast.
If we've been good, Bella and I might even get some egg on our biscuits (that's me on the left). Can you see Kangaroo Valley in the distance - it's where the white cloud is !
Here comes the sun over the valley, melting the frost, getting ready for spring.
You can just see the daffodils on each side of the steps, poking their noses up. Soon this will be ablaze with yellow.
Too cold for breakfast out here today !
These are HIS cider apple trees- there are the usual plans to use the cider press early in the New Year, but this time there are rumours that champagne yeast will be the secret ingredient in the cider.
and don't the espaliade heritage apples look so architectural in the winter.
Its always a beautiful day following a frost - that's my bed getting some sun.
