I have to wonder how the horses cope, adjusting to all the changes in temperature. I know I am not having a lot of luck. When it gets cold, I get chilled, and I can't get myself warmed up.
Saturday morning was a good example of winter's fickle moods around here. It was rainy and miserable in the morning. I had to meet someone in at 10 AM--bit of a drive to get there--and headed out in a drizzle that turned into some pretty soggy rain while I was on the highway. On the way home, the rain let up and the sun began to nuzzle past the clouds.
By afternoon, it was so warm I took the sheets off the Boys to let them enjoy the day--and some good rolls in what was now MUD. Because it was so wet, I opted out of riding. I just didn't feel like coping with the sloppy footing.
When I went out for late feed, I put the sheets back on the Boys as a brisk breeze had picked up and the temperatures were dropping. By this morning, it was winter trying to decide which face to show. The sun was out when I went to church and I only wore my heavy sweater. After church, the breeze had picked up again and I put my jacket on. By the time we finished eating lunch at the diner, I could have used a warmer coat.
Tonight temperatures are supposed to drop into the 20's F warm up tomorrow and then drop again.
I figure I'll make hot mashes for the Boys in the morning once again because of the up and down thermometer. Their sheets are kind of midweight and seem to keep them comfortable enough. I think the big thing is a layer to block the wind a bit. I make sure they have plenty of hay to munch on as that helps fuel their internal heating systems.
As for me--no such luck. One day it's warm and I'm OK and then it gets cold and I can't get warm. Last night I had three blankets on top of me in bed before I started to feel at least a little snug.
Good thing I'm not a horse.
Hope I have more to post than a weather report next time. But, then again, it's still winter......