Winter is very dark and cloudy, so on the rare occasion when the sun shows itself, it feels magical to me. This particular December morning was extra special thanks to a crispy layer of frost.
My natural first call was with the pets. Connie and Caldwell are handling their first winter really well. It helps to be half mountain sheep!
The twins get on well enough with Tilly...
Most of the time!
My Tilly is all grown up.
Flora with frosty ears.
Esther.
Millie.
Rosie.
Some of the girls nibbling on the dead thistles that I never got around to topping earlier in the year. Oops. (But they do add some interest to the pictures!)
Eventually the sheep lost interest in me and wandered off to graze. I decided I should take Susan out for some winter photos before that sun disappeared.
She was watching the sheep in the next field almost the whole time so there was no need for a squeaky toy or some funny noises to get her attention.
I absolutely adore mornings like these.
Finally I took some photos of her on the quad.
We even managed to squeeze some of the Mournes in.
It's always worth staying out on mornings like these.
