it started to rain....
After feeding the horses, I turned them out to a sunny, warm paddock to eat their hay....still no blankets, and the temperature was in the upper 50s. Within an hour, it sounded like a freight train was coming through and they were blasted with winds of over 50 miles per hour. At one point, roof shingles were swirling around them. Gary and I quickly finished cleaning the stalls and immediately set up water in case the power goes off. Put the horses back in with more hay, and drove down to Java for breakfast. Poached eggs on whole wheat toast with a side of home fries and a small OJ. I get the same thing every time! As you can see, Main Street has lost it's Christmas look without the snow.
Thanks for sharing your day with us, Lori - mmmmm .... I wish we had a Java Junction close by, it sounds delicious !
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