I am getting in the habit of carrying my camera along with me all the time to see if I can get some lucky shots. I like these lines in the snow. I wonder how they were caused? Notice how the pipe line even goes under the cross fencing. Isn't it neat?
In all my years of backyard horsekeeping, I have never had such dirty stalls. They all refuse to walk outside to pee and poop. As a result, the stalls are a poopy, sloggy mess. Silly horses, they have destroyed their only dry sanctuary by refusing to walk just a few feet out in the snow once in a while. I figured even a few hours out of their stalls could help dry them up a little.
Annie was first out into the snow. I like how her tail looks like it's starting to grow back.
Sometimes, I forget how pretty she looks. If only Yalla! can grow up as nice as her mother. Here's Scout getting up from a roll. He always has such goofy expressions, doesn't he?
For a slight change in topic, the weather has been playing havoc with my cars. A few days ago, my little Hyundai Accent was parked on the driveway next to the other car and in the morning it had slid backwards three feet because it was sitting on ice.
This morning, I cleared the pile of snow from Sally, the Hyundai, and decided to drive her into town, to work. I've been driving Lola, my Infiniti FX45, a lot this winter, because she has all wheel drive and handles pretty well in the snow, but I am always having to buy gas. That's the difference between 19 mpg and 36 mpg when you drive 60-80 miles a day.
The other day I was in town with Sally, the Hyundai, when it snowed and I had to drive home on snow packed roads. I have to drive up several hills on my way home and, on one of them, a two lane highway, I lost traction and only managed to go about a foot a minute forward. This was actually good because I was afraid of sliding off the road into a ditch. After about 15 minutes of this stop and go game I was playing with my car, a sheriff pulled up behind me. I was moving so slowly that he came over to ask me if I needed help. I told him I thought I would make it because I was almost at the top of the hill by then. He stayed behind me until I topped the hill and I did manage to get home but I don't drive her in snowy conditions if there are other options. But today looked bright and sunny and one of my neighbors had cleared the main road so I only needed to get down my looooonnnnnng, snowy driveway. Of course, I had to either back down my long, curvy roadway or turn around. I opted to turn around. I backed up into the snow and then moved forward. Good, it's working, I'm not going to get stuck. I backed up some more, carefully, because there is a tree to the front and my Infiniti in the driveway. All right, forward now. Come on. Forward. Uh oh, we're not moving. Stuck!
Silly me! Why did I think I should try this? Because my son made it out yesterday with his little Saturn, that's why. But, his Saturn is a standard transmission and has brand new tires whereas my little Hyundai has old tires. I turned off the car and started Lola. I got her out and drove around Sally, and pointed towards the road, and then I went back inside to wake up my son for help. My two neighbors saw my predicament while they were walking their dogs so, between the four of us, we got Sally safely backed up onto the driveway to wait for another day. I thanked them all profusely and then headed off to work in my trusty metal steed.
The Ice Forgets to Melt Away - song: Sell me a Coat, artist: David Bowie, album: David Bowie