Tuesday, December 6, 2016

The Red Poll Girls Make The Winter Adjustment

It is often said that March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb, but the opposite could be said for November. It came in like a lamb, or maybe I should say like sweet Jasmine, lounging in the grass and chewing her cud:

 There was lots of hay to eat and a bit of grass for those adventurous souls willing to work for it:

 Little Tabitha had never seen any cold weather, but she grew a thick winter's coat:

 There was a feeling of expectancy, as if the animals and I all knew things were about to change:

 But life continued as normal:

 The girls were on a diet as several of them had become obese. They weren't happy about that but in all other respects, everything was quiet and peaceful:

 One Saturday our temperature went up to 70 F and the skies were clear and sunny:

 The following day, Sunday, saw plunging temperatures, heavy snow and continuous high velocity west winds. The cows sheltered on the east side of the barn to protect themselves from the cold wind:

 When it stopped snowing and blowing two days later, a few patches of green grass began to show, though in other places there were snow piles three and four feet deep:

 But the temperatures gradually moderated and life returned to normal. The Red Poll girls seemed to be at home in any kind of weather:

 The blizzard had knocked down some yellow apples so I fed them to the horses and cattle:

 And winter is now here to stay. January and February are usually the harshest months, but Red Polls are hardy cattle and seem to do just fine. I'm not sure the same could be said for me:

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