A white Christmas for the Spinning C

Christmas Day we headed over to my 81 year old mother's.  The roads were slick from the snow and ice that fell on Thursday.  The skies were gray and the temps were in the the low 20s and teens.



Going down into the Yellow Creek low lands.



This is a picture of the land across from my mother's.  It is covered with cedars and no upkeep for years.



After I fed the livestock this morning in the heavy fog.  I ran in and got the camera so I could catch some of the pictures in the fog.  This is a picture of the old M. 



Some of the sheep went out to the waterer and to the pasture in the fog.



About noon the sun broke through and the sky turned the most beautiful blue and the trees are covered with the frost from the heavy fog that blanketed us since last night with the cold temps in the teens.

A picture taken in our front yard .  It is a winter wonderland.