I find it hard to believe that when I first came to New Zealand, many years ago now, I hated winter with a vengeance. I would cry from the cold and if it was rainy at the same time I'd yearn for the tropics. I found being a farmer's wife extremely difficult, it just didn't seem logical to me to be outside in all weathers. It was lucky I loved the animals and it was only their well-being that got me out the door on many occasions. Oh, and my old friend, obstinance. There was no way I was going to give in and admit it was too hard for me.
Now I don't mind winter so much and love many aspects of it. One thing I really love is early morning fog. And the foggy season is upon us at the moment. When I was looking after my grand-children a couple of weeks ago I took this photo from my son's house, while checking to see what those cows were doing standing around in the raceway.
