After the snow comes the thaw

The burns are getting scoured out. It's a wonder how any of the creatures of the burn can survive the force of water tearing away everything before it.

The sheep far out over the hills must rely on their inner fleece to insulate them from the cold and the outer fleece to shield off the rain. But still endless rain tells on most things, except maybe for the mosses.

Fine to have a dry bed to crawl into.