Well, the sheep have experienced their first, second, and third snowfalls. They don’t seem to mind being coated with “powdered sugar”. I keep telling them it’s not a big deal. I think I’m coaching myself, not them.

It’s been brutally cold – as in freezing and less-than freezing temps for days straight with no warm-ups – until today. I think we broke through freezing and almost got to 40 degrees F. It seemed like a small miracle to me.

I’ve been battling keeping the livestock water tanks from fully freezing into giant bricks of ice. I carry a claw hammer every time I go out, but it’s not enough. When I went to plug in one of the new tank heaters in the rams’ water tank, I only got so far across the frozen tundra (our lawn) before I ran out of extension cord. After another trip into a big city, I think I’ve finally found the solution in two 100-foot extension cords; there’s a tank heater in the rams’ tank now.

Just a small view of what everyone has been up against:

The rams’ water tank prior to installation of their new tank heater.

The weirdest part is the grass. It’s so much more different here than in Florida. The minute we got a frost in Florida, the bahia grass would say, “Nope, goodnight!” It would go dormant overnight. Here, the brome grass doesn’t even care – it’s still green and it’s not just frozen that way. I’m not sure what it takes (other than drought) to make it take a break?

Snowdrop peeks out at the snow…

The barn seems to still be a rumor (something about the CAT having to go in for maintenance not once, but twice), but the north fenceline is going in this week. It’s going to be a behemoth as the braces are made out of the trunks of hedge apple trees. Apparently these hardwood posts can last for a century and all the locals utilize it in their fencing.

The north fenceline under construction.