Yesterday was a day of contrasts.
The morning started out brisk...
the thermometer hovering just below freezing.
By afternoon we reached almost 60 degrees...
and the sheep were not enthused.
When you are wearing a sub-zero rated wool overcoat,
it's hard to tolerate 59 degree weather!
And so they spent the afternoon expending as little energy as possible.
The pigs were happy.
That's the thing about pigs... they are pretty much happy no matter what..
as long as plenty of food is involved.
With milder temperatures, abundant green grass remains available...
making the horses quite happy.
They don't seem to mind whether the temperature is 31 or 59...
food consumes their every thought!
As for these two loves... the warmer, the better.
Oh, how they have stolen my heart!
We took a gator ride over to the hundred acre wood to look for signs of hunters.
A good sign was the fact that all of our game cameras were still intact.
(We lost one last hunting season... a hunter had sliced through the strap with his hunting knife
and absconded with the [evidence] camera... the nerve.)
The woods were eerily silent.
No bird songs.
No wind in the trees. No rustle of leaves.
Contrast that silence with this...