After almost two inches of rain, and no evaporation, no rain soaking into the frozen ground, we have slowly descended back into the bad cold. See this? All ice. Not polished like a skating rink but just as slidey. Like throwing buckets of water onto a frozen pond.
So I have attached my old crampons to my cold weather boots ( the flowers are not my fault that is all they had in my size) for the foreseeable future.
I did not get to wear these last year – at all. The winter was much milder last year.
Tia with her topknot is such a friendly cow but Del is still giving me the arse. She is healthy and happy but not friendly any more. She does not want scratches anymore.
Ah well. She is a cow and I should not pretend she is a person.
See the line of old straw across the icy lane? That is the beginning of my Mississippi Bridge. I hauled out damp bedding from the cow shed, (weirdly the moisture level in the air was very high) and laid it on the ice as it was freezing back down. Enough for me to step over safely though.
By the time I got to work on the other side the rain had all frozen solid. So the straw just skittered off like a hockey puck. And we have wind coming. But I got quite a few of the worst high traffic frozen puddles covered in wet straw. Under gates and doorways – I am hoping a little straw sticks around to give me some traction.
The wind in the forecast looks a bit scary.
Have a good one.