The song choice for Song-ography today is Hazy Shade of Winter by the Bangles. I have to tell you, I’m sick of being sick of winter. Yeah, we’ve had tons of beautiful icicles and skies.
Moose is adorable trying to find a place to nap off the ground.
But on the farm the frigid temperatures and poor conditions are not just an inconvenience, it’s life and death.
If you look closer, you’ll see Moose has a bit of frostbite on his long ears. He gets them wet drinking, and then they freeze. Sadly, several of my long-eared goats are looking a little rough.
I can’t get my gates open, so I’m not sure how to prepare for the girls giving birth next month. Hopefully, we’ll get a solid week of warmer weather (without an ice storm at the end of it) to let me get rid of ice and open the gates.
MJ, my steer, isn’t walking to the cattle tank. At nearly seventeen, with three gimpy legs, I don’t blame him. I’m carrying water to him every day.
The goats’ side of the cattle tank has an ice rink in front of it.
I’ve been babying Quigly all winter. He was one of three goats that caught a cold/crud last fall. The winter has been so hard, he just hasn’t been able to catch up. There’s not been five minutes all winter that he hasn’t had access to food (which is why Little Bit is so round), but he can’t eat enough to gain weight.
I’m thankful, he’s just holding his own.