The pairs got their first bite of fall hay today during a blizzard that lasted about 15 minutes. In this protected bend of Corral Creek, the snow floated and danced for the camera. On the bench above, the wind drove the snow and it was a bitter cold white out.
The Head Honcho wants to keep the old girls full before we finish weaning and shipping this week and next. With all the pasture growth this bountiful year, they were full before the hay, but they were eager to get it. More important, the Head Honcho was happy knowing he’s provided for the ones that provide everything for us.
And when the Head Honcho is happy, we’re all happy!
We got home to a loaf of bread raised and ready for baking. So our afternoon snack (and my supper) was bread hot out of the oven, slathered with melting butter – a treat for us as the hay was for the cows! And our waistlines show that we needed it just as badly…
Sandy Snider Stahl 