Walking the dog, walking the sheep

It's the time of the year when you have to look very closely to see any colors but faint grays, beige, and white. On my walks with the dog I can get overwhelmed by the beauty of a landscape where the colors are so sparse.

Kasper can disappear in a moment. He's the same color as nature this time of the year, and if he's standing still it's difficult to see him. On an open field it's easier to keep an eye on him, but there are interesting things like hares also. He's fast, he's a herder, he starts in no time at all.

The beautiful yellowish grass I showed you some time ago has now got a layer of snow and will soon disappear.

The ice has funny faces :)

The anthill's chimney. They are warm and nice in there.

Foxgloves waiting for next summer.

My sheep...
And the valley we walk in:

Those clowds gathered snow. An hour later it was snowing.