We had a full day of rain/sleet/hail/snow/yucky stuff before the temp eventually dropped low enough for big, fat, white, heavy flakes to fall. Total accumulation wasn't more than a couple of inches but we had lots of wind with this first storm of the season. This morning we are hearing of a couple of roads closed because of trees down and one town resident was distressed (who wouldn't be?) to find a large pine tree across the roof of her car.
When we let the poultry out of their night time lock-down quarters each morning, the ducks and geese typically make a beeline for the pond . . . which had a decide different look to it this morning.
The bank down to the pond was more than a bit slippery for all those webbed feet. In the center of the picture you can see the path in the snow where one of the Cayuga ducks literally slid all the way down on his belly.
"Hey, guys, somethin's not quite right here."
Two of the geese did an about face and marched back up the hill.
It didn't take too long for a couple of the fowl to break through the thin ice and be relieved to find their beloved water was still there.
However, according to the weather report, open water will soon be a thing of the past because, all of a sudden and about time, we are into cold winter time in a big way. (Time to get my blog header photo changed, wouldn't you say?)