This winter snowstorm has so far closed the schools for Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. I'm running a betting pool for Friday and bets are split 50/50 between open and closed on Friday. It is supposed to be slightly warmer tomorrow at 40 degrees and sunny, so what's left of our snow should start melting rapidly.
The weekend is bringing us a projected 60 degrees which will feel heavenly after the last couple of weeks. I thought I lived in the south but it certainly hasn't felt that way. I came *this close* to breaking down and buying snow pants since my double layers of Uniqlo heattech long underwear along with jeans, turtleneck, sweatshirt, vest, super heavy coat, wool socks, insulated boots, hat and gloves along with hot hands in my shoes and gloves has not been getting the job done. In case anyone has forgotten, I hate the cold. I despise it, loathe it, detest it. I cannot put on enough layers to get warm.
Jason, on the other hand, has been walking around with his coat unzipped telling me the weather is "invigorating." I would slap him if I was only able to move. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately - I must ponder this and decide how I really feel - my Michelin Man layers prevent me from raising my arm and swinging it forward to slap him. My frozen tears of misery and ugly glares will have to suffice instead.
Igor and I are kindred spirits on the weather. He has only emerged from the heated office of the barn once over the last three days, and almost immediately began screaming to be let back in. He has yet to put one paw in the snow and appears to have no plans to interact with the snow. Ewen is hyper in all weather so it is hard to say if he finds this weather invigorating like Jason. Bring on summer, I'm ready.
Igor glaring at the snow, or maybe at the world in general, during his two minute jaunt outside. He sat on the porch of the front barn and looked like this, then screamed until I opened the door and let him back into the heated office.
I don't know if Ewen finds the snow and cold invigorating or not. He runs around like a maniac in all weather so it is hard to tell.
Cisco and Hemi playing
Lofty and Cocomo giving me the "feed me"stare
Remmy and Baner
Asterik
Timbit, Sabrina and Sparky
George and Donneur
Gus and Romeo
Lofty, Silver and Cocomo
Flyer
Lofty and Donneur
Duesy
Taylor and Alfie
Fabrizzio and Merlin
Hesse
Digby and Paramount
Mick and Blu
Quigly and Sebastian
Roho and Squirrel
Thomas, Apollo and Hemi
King
Roho and Rubrico
Renatta and Dolly
Charlotte
Lily
Norman and Dawn
Maisie
MyLight, Calimba, Traveller and Dolly
Renatta and Cinnamon . . .
. . . a closer look at Renatta
Chance and Trigger
Rocky and Roho
Rubrico
Gus
4 comments:
That is snow for sure. Poor cats, ours hated the one time we had snow here, YES, just once. Your horses look so cosy in their covers, and yummy food on tap, a charmed life full of care and love.
Great photos! All of the pictures of horses at the hay look like they are laughing and joyful at their bounty of lovely hay! Their satisfaction comes through clearly. Love it. Sorry Carter didn’t get to build his snowman though. I’m with Jason, your “winters” would be invigorating to me...unlike our winter here in Ontario this year, which has sucked the life out of me :(
Do I hear Timbit singing 🎶nana-na-na-na-na, I-don't-have-a-blanket🎶?
These photos look more like the ones I would expect to see up here! It sure has been one weird winter.
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