This morning it was 12° when I woke up. It was 14° when I bundled up in boots, a huge jacket, gloves, and beanie to go outside and feed the horses. The snow was full of cold squeaks under my boots and there was a rose tinge in the treetops. I walked down to the barn and broke ice in the troughs. I threw hay…
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