Except it wasn't the sound of billiard balls clicking against one another, it was the sound of frozen horse apples clicking against one another..... I do believe hell hath frozen over. The horses are hiding, first behind the corn crib and now in the lean to, because I threw hay in there.
I don't know what the temperature is because I have not checked, but I swear I could feel the blood vessels in my face freezing up while I was outside... despite that.... I find horse feeding time to be a relaxing time of the day. I give my horses their feed buckets, then I clean the poop out of the lean to. I then throw hay over the fence to Paco and Ginger the boarding horses then I throw hay in the lean to for Joe and Cat. I think its the small bit of manual labor combined with the interaction with the beasties that makes it a relaxing thing for me to do, despite "old man Winter's" penchant for abusing the Midwest.
You would think I would be looking forward to spring... yes and no. Spring would be a great time of year if it wasn't for the mud. But its a hard choice, bitter face freezing cold or mud up to the eyeballs....
I'll get back to you in the fall... ;)
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