Enough Already

Blueberry's beautiful eyes, the color of winter sky, must have been overwhelmed by too much reflection off the glacier that is our farm. A case of photokeratitis (snow blindness) sentenced her to the barn for a few days, where she quickly recovered. 

Snow goggles were out of the question, so Zach and I spread forkfuls of trashy hay across the gleaming snow on Blueberry Hill, the goats' favorite stomping grounds. The does seemed thrilled by the sudden influx of brownish-green on the Hill. Perhaps the color reminds them of spring!

"The people were amazed when they saw the mute speaking, the crippled made well, the lame walking and the blind seeing." ~Matthew 15:31 (NIV)