Sometimes though there are exceptions. Like today.
Yesterday we were hammered with a blizzard. Three times we cleared a path to the barn only to find it completely obliterated the next time I went out. Mostly we cleared it for d'Arcy- with his hind end these days he can't really deal with deep snow anymore.
|I remember when he could bomb through the snow.|
This morning I had to carve a path to the barn again-the snow was up to my thighs. I never even questioned what I was doing. While this is the weather that makes me long for an indoor I am happy to have them home rather than worrying about them at a boarding facility and feeling guilty that I can't help the BO.
|you can see that the wind has made deep drifts and then nothing.|
The path I carved is deep- the ground slopes towards the house which
makes the photo deceptive
|not sure if you can see the path but for perspective the fence posts are over 4 feet|
After a quick inspection Irish ran out to the field. Carmen decided to carve her own path through the drift.
I think that Carmen might be learning to enjoy snow:
She was pretty adorable prancing up to me and then stopping to look at me wide eyed with snow on her nose (sorry no photo or video).
Wow, this is a lot of snow. And it's kinda fun!
As Ed continues to plow out the driveway and I am getting ready to go back out and shovel I am struck by what we're willing to do for the creatures we love. I am not alone. My FB feed is full of updates shovelling snow and getting the horses out.
If it's not love then it might just mean that we're crazy. And that couldn't be it.
I am sure that Irish and Carmen appreciate it. Right? Right?