Snow Arrives at The Old Farmhouse

Snow Arrives at The Old Farmhouse
Chapter 3 from the story
Matilda Finds a New Home

A children’s fable by Jan Luthman

Snow Arrives at The Old Farmhouse

A few nights later, it snowed.

Snow Arrives at The Old Farmhouse
Snow Arrives at The Old Farmhouse

It snowed and snowed and, in the morning, when Farmer Jack woke up and looked out of the window, the whole countryside was quite white. The trees were white, the bushes were white, the grass was white; even the little bird-table in the garden next to the Farmhouse was white. And, up above it all, the sky was a brilliant, glorious blue. Farmer Jack sighed: it all looked so pretty

Winter at the Old Farmhouse
The Trees were White

The days went by, and winter got colder and colder. In the mornings, the grass was stiff with frost, and the pond at the bottom of the meadow began to freeze over. It seemed as if the whole world had gone to sleep: even Andy the ant had stopped working, and his latest hill stood silent and still, all covered in snow.

Late one afternoon, as he trudged back across the fields towards the distant lights of the Old Farmhouse, Farmer Jack could see the dull red wintry sun sink down behind the far off trees. A sharp icy wind knifed through his thick warm jacket, and he hoped that Robbit and all his friends were tucked up safe and warm in their burrows and nests: tonight, he could feel it in the air, would be especially cold.

It was midnight.

Millie snuggled deeper under her thistledown blanket: it felt so snug and warm. Across on the other side of the nest, the little fire that she and her mother had lit earlier in the evening had died down to just a faint flicker, and the air had grown cold.

Outside, in the moonlight, the snow lay silvery white under the black of the night and, far away in the forest, an owl hooted in the cold winter darkness. Millie sighed sleepily: she felt cosy and safe.

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Matilda Finds a New Home
Millie Gets a Visitor in Winter