Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The Ice Storm-Day 2
In twelve hours, the yard went from ice to loose ice pellets and back to ice. The sheep used the occasion to remind me that they aren't stupid. Because of westerly wind and snow this morning, I opted to feed the sheep closer to the barn. With bale of hay in front of me, I slid down the slope away from the barn, opened the bale, and looked back. Where were the sheep that usually mobbed me? The ewes, standing on the dirt underneath the overhang, stared at me. They weren't risking a fall by going onto the ice. I'd have to carry the bale back to them.