Several days ago, freezing rain created slicks spots and rough going throughout the farm.
The horse paddock turned into an ice rink, and the horses picked their way carefully around the slick spots.
Because of the ice patches in the pastures, the sheep stayed close to the barn.
And, because we were at the in-between stage of not-enough snow and too much ice, I had some rough treks on foot with the dogs.
Mother Nature must have known we needed to erase the ice and snow and start over with winter. So,, she gave us warm temps and sun. It gave us a chance to restock the livestock barn with hay -- and move the manure that had been piling up. I raked up the loose hay and dumped it in piles in the pasture for the horses.
And laughed at the dogs as they played in the sunshine.
And by day's end, we didn't have a completely fresh palette. Some ice remained, but the buckets were clean and free from ice, the stalls were neat and tidy, and a month's supply of hay was stacked in the barn.
And now I anxiously await a fresh coat of snow.