The weather has been beyond horrible today.  I have no words because I have no dry clothes, and have been battered, with bits of feed-shed door frame falling on my head.  Everything revved up after breakfast so at least we managed to get sheep, ponies and horses fed and out, for a little bit.

I asked the sheep if they wanted to go out into a field and they did for an hour or so.  As the weather was deteriorating, I opened the gate and they all rushed back into their shed, where I had put out some haynets.

I was feeling very frazzled by now.  Battling with the elements takes it out of you.

So I found a dry feed-sack, put it on the bedding and sat down to gather my thoughts and get my breath back.

Little Maggie was very keen for me to talk to her so, as it was non-optional, we had a long chat.

Lambie, of course, refused to acknowledge my presence.

Lucky I have Maggie then.  She refused to leave my side.

And Madge almost, so very almost came to say hello.  But she didn’t because that would’ve been a step too far in her book.