Snow has arrived in the Scottish Borders, creating a picturesque scene at Woodburn Farmhouse.
The road from Ancrum to the farmhouse was a mess of slush. As we drove through Roberton, we spotted Colin riding his quad, probably heading out to look after his sheep.
The sheep are hungry, so it’s time to put a bale in the ring feeder.
And straw for their bedding.
We bought heating oil three days before the snow arrived and felt relieved when I saw the boiler working again.
I fixed the dash cam while Charlie looked after the cows. We've been having trouble with memory cards getting permanently corrupted.