farmstead in the snow

Our first real snow! Soft and silent. Reading animal tracks in the snow. A stray cat and lots of bunnies. I'm not so sure how we'll deal with the bunnies and the spring lettuce.

It makes me think of goose hunting. At our rented place last year, the geese would fly up from the rivers in the valley to feed on wheat seeds. We'd set up blinds and decoys for a morning of shooting and a nice goose dinner. We are hoping we are still on the flyway, and that we can set up again. That usually starts in December sometime although I've seen a few geese flying already.