I have a cold.
It is freezing and windy outside – a north wind which makes my bones ache too.
My back hurts – I am back on Tramadol
My nose is blocked
And worst of the worst, I can’t taste anything
There was a weather window this morning so we all made the most of it.
Shelter and a good supply of fibre, a horse’s central heating system, are everything when the weather is bad. The Icelandic horses stay out all day and night because they are all fat, very furry and happy. We have put them together, except for Taktur and Kappi – they get to come in at night as they are both in training.
My OH was on repair duty. There were lots of little things to do – repair fences, important gates, etc.
The Shetland ponies were around the house last night. Daisy went to check her boys in their stable and found all four (Delia, Tor, Albie and Newt) all curled up and fast asleep in Lambie’s second-best bedroom.
This morning, as the weather had calmed down, we put the ponies back out into their field with their boxes of silage.
Delia gets to stay outside and I gave her a block of pressed alfalfa.
These were left over from last year.
Delia loved it.
So, with everyone happy and eating, I drove over to Leradale.
It was completely different there. It felt calmer and warmer. A lack of the windchill factor, I think.
There is so much shelter from the surrounding hills as well as drystone dykes (walls).
When I lie awake at night listening to the wind howling and the hail crashing down outside, it is reassuring to know that everyone is fine.
In the wee small hours, I worry.