Last night, however, spring reverted to winter, and we awakened to snow. Despite our wet accumulation, we fed outside and trusted that the older lambs are adequately resilient, independent, and/or savvy enough to retreat into the old barn if needed. The later-born lambs in the upper barn have stayed inside, drawn to the heat lamp and dry straw within. The calves are old enough to weather this blip, though we will be vigilant about checking for scours within the next 48 hours.
It was a good day to tweak my latest painting, sign and photograph it, and take a picture of Weed in our spring snow.