When the snow is light (as in these photos of last week), the animals are more easily able to dig around in it to find their food. Now, the hard crusty ice pack is is not a thing to rejoice in, not a minor barrier to life. I've found deer tracks near the house, and patches of digging where they have been trying to find acorns. Sigh. I wish it wouldn't start the season like this, 'cause that ice layer will be there now until May.
Yet, my new puppy should be here by tomorrow, and the children and grandchildren who are able to come home this year will follow in a couple of days, and I was just in Florida to see the ones who can not. The world is singing for me, despite the ice.