It's Time For Winter To Say "Uncle"

 I keep envisioning spring flowers...and what do I get?

More snow and freezing temperatures.

 After chores I grabbed a shower and headed down to chorus, where we had a pretty good rehearsal.  We have a series of performances coming up and a lot to learn.

On the way home I stopped at Weggies and after lunch was in the mood to make a pot of cabbage soup.  After that, I watched a movie and kept feeding the fire.

By late afternoon the sun was out in full bloom and most of the snow disappeared even tho it was only 23 degrees.

 These poor horses must be so sick of this cold and windy crapola.

 Tucked them in after 6:30.

 Again...the most beautiful part of the day.

 Dinner - a pear and apple salad

 with boneless pork chops topped with carrots and caramelized onions, baked potatoes and a side of peas.  Pretty yummy.

And now for a little sidebar.

Last summer I got a call to see if we would take on a mare and foal overnight as they were making a long trip from Missouri to New Brunswick and wanted to stop a couple of times.  Both horses were Morgans...the mare was Black Pearl (rebred) and her yearling colt was Captain Jack.  We were happy to oblige and  invited the owners to stay here too.  Today I was sent a couple of pictures out of the blue, as Black Pearl just had her filly.  They also sent me a shot of Captain Jack, who has grown a lot since he was here.  What a story.  Many years ago these people sold Pearl to a man in Missouri who also raised Morgans and sadly, he went blind and had to place all of his horses.  Last summer they drove from New Brunswick to Missouri to retrieve their girl and her last foal.  They said it was a very emotional time and knew it was the right thing to do.  The number of miles they drove to do this was astronomical! If I could have kidnapped those two horses, I would have done it in a heartbeat.  In fact, I am going to have to look up the photos I took when they were here so you can see them.

Captain Jack

 Black Pearl and the filly

Here's how they looked last August.
When they got off the trailer after all those miles, they were as cool as cucumbers and spent the rest of that day and night in a run-in paddock area happy to be able to graze.  The next morning they were both sacked out on the shavings and after breakfast, headed out toward New England.

It was like having a Bed and Breakfast for people and horses.
I loved meeting the four of them.
Night all.