Old Time Farming

What else would we do when we're snowed in and it's 10 degrees out, but go for a little horsey ride?  After all, the cows needed hay.  John could have used a tractor to deliver it, but this was more fun.

The cows were hungry. 

Cows and calves are thrifty.  They wander through our cornfields all winter after we have removed the grain.  They forage, thriving on spilled corn and ears that the combine missed, along with the husks and leaves that we leave in the field.

But when everything's covered with snow, they appreciate a little supplemental feed.  So we haul hay.

Kandy, on John's right, is starting to tire of posing for the photographer.   She starts doing a little chicken dance to say it's time to go home.  Jess is telling her to just settle down.

Eskimo Joe might be ready to go home, too.

We decided to pull into the shed for unharnessing.  Outside, you could hardly see for the blowing snow.

Inside, you could hardly see for the rising steam.

Kind of puts the romance back into old time farming, wouldn't you say?