Blue and Remy are about to begin their annual battle with me over wearing muzzles to keep them from developing founder, a crippling hoof malady. I'm not sure how I'm going to handle it this year:
But for now they are happy. Blue is especially lovely as the wind lifts his mane:
And Remy is all cuddles and sweetness as he trots over to greet me in the pasture:
The both seem to be finding more than enough to eat in the short, dead grass of the south field:
And neither one is in danger of getting too skinny:
And speaking of tubby animals, the Red Poll girls have certainly not gone hungry. Here, Amy and Rosella were sharing some hay:
The herd was waiting and watching as I brought a new bale out to them:
Violet had all the hay she needed and preferred to just nap on some waste hay:
A new bale, just delivered:
My six hardy roses arrived and I lined them up on the kitchen counter to replace spilled soil and give them all something to drink:
Then I moved them to the back room, where they will share a big, east facing window with the seed trays (which are not yet planted). Spring is arriving rapidly and I am struggling to keep up with it:
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