Yesterday was a grey day.
If I had taken my photos on black and white,
they would look no different.
All day long, the sky was covered by a thick layer of
solid grey clouds.
Clouds that felt the need to disperse water.
First in the form of snow,
then frozen rain,
and finally moist and frigid fog.
It was the kind of day that slows the world down to a crawl.
Schools were closed,
roads were empty.
Every step had to be taken with care,
lest that layer of ice on top of the snow
would send me tush over teacup.
Even the dogs were subdued.
Maddie hung out in the gator.
That is, until TomTom appeared.
Bobby stayed close to the barn,
only venturing out to perform a necessary duty in the snow.
The goats ventured out of their houses for supper
and then quickly returned to the dry shelter.
I kept the horses in the dry lot,
fearing their icy footing might end up in injury.
They didn't seem to mind, as they had a constant supply of hay
to keep them occupied.
It was a great day for staying put...
focusing my attention on baking....biscotti, shortbread cookies,
a supper of pot roast, carrots and mashed potatoes...
Perfect for a grey day.
This is what I love about winter...
the opportunity to slow down.
Spring will be here soon enough,
for now, though, I am enjoying slow, grey days.