Twenty four hours after the previous post the weather had changed completely. I found myself feeding the cows in a strong westerly gale, under black skies and with horizontal sleet to contend with. It was altogether a less attractive proposition.

Someone asked me why the bull gets to spend the winter indoors when the cows have to rough it outside. And they are pregnant. What can I say? The bull is more thin-skinned and he needs to regain condition after serving 15 cows over the summer. I don’t suppose he is proud of it, but there are no doubt readers who will think it is all rather to type. No further comment.

Today the weather has changed yet again. It was just above freezing this morning, after a light overnight frost, but there was not a cloud in the sky and the light was fantastic. It was great for enjoying the view as you will see in my next post.