As We Await the Next "Weather Event"
In the 20's here again. I honestly don't remember a stretch of winter in a long time that's stayed below freezing for so long. I judge that by my water hose going to the horse's water trough. I did get to use it once within the last month or so, but otherwise, it's frozen.
In response to Muriel's suggestion that I hire someone to do the barn work--it's a great idea, but not yet in my bank account. Perhaps in a year or two when some other financial issues resolve, I might be able to swing it.
Taking care of the Boys is generally not too hard. Feeding is a cinch. Carrying the feed to the bin in the barn from the truck is only a matter of feet since I back the truck up to the feed room door. Right now, my hay man stacks my hay, so for me, it's a matter of pulling one bale at a time over to the barn in my little hay cart. I've often even made that easier by breaking the bale apart in the car port where it's stored and carting just the flakes I need.
Stall cleaning is perhaps the biggest job to do. Usually, though, the Boys don't spend a lot of time in their stalls, so they don't get too dirty. Right now, they could use a good stripping, though which does take some effort. If we didn't have the snow, I'd pull the tractor up to the stall doors and completely eliminate the wheelbarrow effect.
A winter like this is hard. The snow makes everything less accessible and means I have to shovel paths and clear the areas I need to work in. I can officially say I hate snow....
Funny when how we were kids, a snowstorm was a wondrous event. My Dad did all the plowing with his tractor, so I never had to worry about that. My older brother did most of shoveling, so I was left to play in the drifts. I remember once slipping off the bank in the front of our house had having to have my Dad pull me out as I nearly vanished into the deep snow.
A big thrill would be to to down the road by the turnpike bridge to see how high the road crews had piled the snow a the side of the road. It used to drift to badly up there that the big machines would often get stuck. We have some pictures of snow piled 10-15 feet high in places. Due to a Christmas tree farm up there and a warehouse, the topography has changed and it doesn't drift into the road the way it used to.
My fever seems to be largely gone, but the congestion lingers on. I'll call my doctor tomorrow. Not sure much can be done, but I surely am tired of this annoying sickness.