What we saw by the dawn's early light:
It's only mid-October. But it is Vermont, after all.
Still snowing as I got ready to leave for work.
The sheep don't seem concerned.
There was talk all day of "This won't stick." But there's always an inherent fatalism in that remark. This one won't stick, but the next one might. The one after will stick, for sure. We'll be back in the land of boots and snowshovels.
Full battle gear will be required before leaving the house: hat, coat, scarf, boots, gloves. Ice scraper. Snow brush. Extra time will have to be allowed in the morning for shoveling out to the car, brushing off the snow, warming up the engine.
It's only mid-October...