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Here’s a pasture equation for you: Snow + Hungry + Bored = Curious Horses.
When we returned to Colorado after nearly two weeks in sunny Mexico, (more about that coming soon) we found snowy pastures and bored horses.
Horses graze. It’s what they do all day long.
It makes them happy.
A nibble here, a nibble there and before you know it, an entire day has passed. So obviously when there is nothing to nibble on, a horse gets bored.
And hungry. Those twice daily hay deliveries don’t last long. What’s a horse to do with the other eleven hours of the day?
Well they grow curious, vigilant really, and always on the lookout for the F-word.
That would be food!
I needed to give you this backstory to set the stage for the photos to come.
You see, we had to drive into the pasture to get to the Golden Girls, who spent our vacation in their own special “hotel.” They had room service and no one bothered them. They could munch hay as long as they wanted with no fear of a bigger, stronger horse muscling in. We took them grain before turning them into the bigger pasture.
Then we waited. The Golden Girls are dawdlers. At least the one named Pepper!
And while we waited we had visitors.
Somebody was certain there was something to eat in the back of the pickup. It is the same kind of vehicle that delivers hay. Right??
Annie thought it looked pretty warm inside the cab. She wasn’t above begging!
Winter is beautiful, I’ll give her that.
When the temperature drops, the boarding facility where our two old sweeties live, gets quiet.
Not much action in the single digit temps.
Except of course, the two oddballs that feed their horses from the back of their car!
It was crystalline cold over the weekend. Many of the horses were blanketed and there was quite a fashion show in the pasture.
The Canada Geese hunkered in the snow in an adjoining field like little torpedoes of feather and ebony bills. Only occasionally would they venture into the leaden skies to change location.
The pasture horses were more interested than ever in getting in line for hay cubes and conversation. A frozen, snow-covered pasture is pretty boring. Nothing to do but wait for the hay truck to show up – and that’s only twice a day.
Some of the characters at the fenceline had whisker-cicles from their steamy breath hitting the freezing air.
I love these guys!
Hope you’re staying warm.