Nothing frightful about this weather. It is was delightful today, topped off by the prettiest moonrise I've seen in a long time. I caught a lovely little yearling goat who escaped shearing last month - there are two or three more - and spouse held her while I clipped off the soft, glossy grey curls. Hand shearing leaves a lot of fiber on the animal to keep her warm. She needed her vaccinations, wormers and hoof trimming anyway. Sadly, this little girl had played in the burdock quite a bit and it will take me hours to pull the curls away from the crap embedded in her lovely fiber. It's worth the effort as soft mohair blended with wool is divine. This fleece might have to wait until after the holidays.