Feels Like Winter

All of a sudden the mornings feel like winter.  I’m wearing my hood, scarf, and gloves now.

Merricat came to the barn when I was mucking it out. She remembered that when the sheep got hay last year she got grain.  But it’s not that cold and now she and Constance are big enough that they don’t need grain like they did when they were younger.

Now that we’ve had several hard frosts the sheep and donkeys will get hay till the spring.

6 thoughts on “Feels Like Winter

  1. Poor Merricat! And I’ll bet Constance will have something to say about “You’re too old and big for grain!” Growing up is no fun. And highly overrated.

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