Ice rink

Yet another storm is on the way so the girls and I made a trip out to the barn this afternoon. We hacked away at frozen poop piles, replenished grain supplies and moved hay bales on the sled, knowing that it might be quite a while before we can come out again.

Both horses were happy to see us and made nuisances of themselves while we tried to finish our chores. The poor boys are bored and restless; Quinn (yup, we've settled on a name!) has even broken one of the rails in his run.

The girls discovered that "Lake Curly" has become an ice skating rink. They twirled and slid around until their toes were frozen in their boots. (I'll post pics as soon as I have a camera cable around - hubby M took ours on his trip to sunny, warm FLORIDA. I'm so jealous!)

1/10 addendum:
Here are the promised pics --

It was so cold outside! Curly's tail had so much frost on it that it looked like it had been dipped in a paint can.

R had a grand time on the ice.