We woke up to a small smattering of snow and then a few more blizzards during the day. Nothing huge or scary so we threw everyone out into a field where they all, to a horse, just stood – probably digesting the billion bales of hay they consumed in the previous 24 hours.
Lambie and the boys are all fine too, though Lambie looks a bit pissy-yellow against the beautiful white snow. A sad, but true, fact.
I drove over to Leradale.
Delia spotted me first – eyes of a hawk for such an old lady! The rest were all quick to follow.
And Delia can’t half shift, too! No one gets in the way of Delia and her bucket.
The others arrived and I distributed a few carrots I happened to find about my person mostly because Storm was going through my pockets like a thing possessed. I think snow makes him hyper!
Vitamin’s still got it too. She is one classy dame.
While Delia ate her food, I led the others over to the longer grass as I never see them move around this field.
Vitamin kindly waited for Delia, which was very thoughtful.
She actually made a point of waiting somewhere Delia could see her when she emerged from her bucket.
Leradale is very beautiful in the snow. This is the first time I have seen it like this.
I remain hopeful that some might lose weight in this weather.
In fact everyone (but Delia) has spare which is exactly what this weather is for and how nature works.
It is a juggling act.