My Two Pygora Nannies

These two nannies are my pregnant pygoras. Precious, in the top photo, is much rounder than Alexa.

More of the girl and her horse

Anna took Charlie on two long walks today. As we left the barnyard after the second walk, she asked, "Tomorrow, can I visit Charlie three times?"

Anna and Charlie

Anna got a miniature horse for Christmas. She had said several weeks ago that if Santa did bring a horse, it would be brown and white spotted, and if it was a girl, she would name it Cocoa, and if it was a boy, she would name it Charlie. We'd like to introduce you to Charlie.

Cora and Mommy on Christmas

Cora's big girl bed

Cora loved her big girl bed from Santa, and the pillow mommy made for it.

More Christmas Kids

Aren't they just too cute?

My Handsome Pygora Billy Goat

More Pictures of God's Beautiful World

The one thing I was thankful about with the ice storm was that for the most part, I was able to focus on how beautiful it made everything, rather than on how inconvenient it was to be without electricity. Hence, the 400+ pictures.

Iowa Ice and Snow

This is Brad's fence. If you look closely, you can see that the string of icicles melted a bit and then froze again, hanging down below the barbed wire.

Matthew reading to Reagan

Fitting street sign near our house. The next three, I actually took in Iowa Friday morning, when Cora had to stop on a gravel road for a potty break. It seemed like a good photo opportunity.

Tired of Ice Yet?

Have you guessed by now that I took more than 400 pictures of the ice around our place?

This tree is in our pasture.

The Front Yard

As with the back yard, more branches were yet to fall.

More Ice

This is the tree at the back corner of the house. It actually dropped a lot more branches after this picture was taken.

Ice Pictures

Some of these, I just thought were interesting pictures.

Others show damage.

There is a fence underneath that pile of branches. . .at least, there used to be.

I managed to catch Remington (barely), despite all his efforts to the contrary. Aren't they a happy bunch?