The big old cottonwood at the front drive appeared to be reaching its cold winter arms out to trap us this week. But winter didn't wear out its welcome after all.
The gray skies and dusting of snow from Monday gave way again yesterday to unseasonable temperatures. Miraculously, we didn't have a single baby calf over the wintry weekend. Each evening, Randy & I bundled up and trudged out to the lot to put some heifers in the barn overnight, figuring that the weather change would precipitate a baby boom.
But no babies arrived along with the cold north winds. However, the babies who'd already arrived hunkered down in the bedding hay to stay warm.
One smart mama had her baby nestled in the hay behind a northern windbreak.
The sunshine and warmer temperatures came back on Tuesday. And so did six new babies!
Fair weather babies on the farm ... now that's a novel idea!
And cute babies have been a theme lately on the County Line. Miss Kinley found her smile this week. I wish I were there to see it in person.
Wordless Wednesday. (You know I'm not so good at wordless, but she gives us wordy people an out by also adding "or not so wordless.")