Who's there?

The Big Bad Woodpecker was at the birdfeeder today morning. Surprisingly, the blue tits were not scared of it. Not much anyway.

More snow, so yet another afternoon spent ploughing. I have ploughed most of the roads and yards seven times in ten days. It means income, but it also means that I have little time for other things and pain in the neck, literally. Luckily next week looks different.