The view from our bedroom window this morning, including the hanging icicles :). Up in the 60s a few days ago, finally felt that Spring hadn't abandoned us, and then this !
But I knew it was snowing last night already. As I was going upstairs to bed, heard Buttercup urgently calling. Damn, she'd lost a lamb again. Went and fetched the torch I'd put on the charger, found my shoes, went on a lamb hunt in the snow. There was the little white girl with Buttercup, but the black one was missing. Went half around the enclosure looking to see if I could see a black hump in the snow. Nope. Went to check in the feeder, nope, not there either. Anni rushing around, no help whatsoever in finding lost sheep. Went around the whole enclosure in pelting snow, no sign of the lamb. I'd heard the lamb baa while inside so went into the "where-would-the-lamb-hide" mode. Previously, she'd crawled between the water trough and the fence, went and checked, yep, found her. Pushed her up and out, where she was standing half asleep, with mum grunting at her ! Funny how Buttercup grunts at her lambs, I'd forgotten that from last year.
The twin lambs in the garage are sooo cute. They rush me when I open the kitchen door, call piteously when they hear me in the kitchen, but they know they're not allowed in the kitchen and stand below the step when I go back inside.
The chicks, keets and ducklings are doing well. Haven't lost anymore, but they're so skittish. They flee to the otherside of their pools when I give them food and water, and when I adjust the heat lamps. Not going to be long before they're big enough to hop out.
Herbie slept nearly all day yesterday. After breakfast his work called to say they didn't need him, so he said he'd go give the cows hay. But I'd already done it. I'd gone over to Mikes' fetched hay, mailed his weekly hours, withdrew money and stopped at the $ store for some breakfast ingredients, fed and watered everything, taken the tractor out and dropped a fresh bale in their feeder, collected eggs and cooked breakfast and none of it woke him.
He's just baked Ginger molassas cookies. He bakes cookies every weekend :) Finds the recipes on his phone, asks me if we have the ingredients, and where they are, found out that the KitchenAid mixer is a wonderful piece of equipment, and away he goes.
I made roasted vegetables with olive oil and herbs, and steak I found in the freezer. From the date on the package, think it was Cupcake. Definitely not Scottish Highland or Jersey. To me Holstein tastes just like grocery store meat, and he was grass-fed ! We're sure spoilt with our meat