It's funny how "cold" is a relative thing.
In summer when the temperature falls to 60, we grab our sweatshirts,
exclaiming how "cold" it is.
Then when winter comes and the temperature hovers around freezing
and the snows fly, we sit in front of a roaring fire and talk of how "cold" it is outside.
Now we are beyond cold.
The high temperatures have not risen above the teens here on the farm for what seems like
a couple weeks or so.
And colder, sub-zero air is on the way.
It's cold enough that the only time the pigs venture out of their warm house...
is for their Ritz cracker treats as we pass by during chore times.
The sheep rarely use their shelter, but prefer to remain outside in the cold.
They are perfectly adapted for cold weather and are happiest at this time of year.
It's amazing how different these two animals are.
It's during weather such as this that we thank our lucky stars that we have
electricity to all of our out-buildings,
so we are able to keep all of our animals
comfortable with heat lamps and heated water buckets.
You might imagine how despondent I felt yesterday morning as I made my rounds
and found that the goat waters had frozen (solid!)
and that the heat...