Isn't it funny how sometimes, the simplest things can make a world of difference? This week at the farm, I've been reminded of that in the coziest way possible. Let me paint the picture for you: It's been a week where my trusty alarm clock felt like a relentless prankster, and the weather, well, you've felt its frosty bite just as I have. Those chilly winds could make a snowman shiver!
You see, a group of 13 ewes were scheduled for lambing. I had been crossing my fingers for sunshine and daffodils, but Mother Nature apparently didn’t get my memo. So, there I was, glued to the weather forecast, which seemed to get grimmer by the hour, and still no lambs in sight. I started to wonder if we’d need to start knitting tiny wool sweaters for each one of them!
Then, like a flurry in a snowglobe, it all happened over four whirlwind days. We welcomed 28 new, woolly little lambs into the world. Picture this: Anne and I, armed with hairdryers like some sort of barnyard salon, getting these little ones dry and toasty. We even turned our heated machine shop into a nursery for the bottle-fed lambs – talk about five-star accommodation!
About 48 hours into my non-stop, coffee-fueled marathon, I found myself shivering on our living room couch. I was geared up for another night check, but my motivation was playing hide and seek. That’s when it hit me – my upper body was snug in my favorite sweater, but my legs were about as warm as an icicle. I asked Anne if I owned any jogging pants. She thought for a moment and said, “I think you do, somewhere.”
After a bit of a treasure hunt, I found them, practically brand new! Slipping them on felt like stepping into a cloud. I remember descending the stairs, marveling at my newfound warmth, and exclaiming, “Wow, that's like a warm hug!” It completely changed my night; suddenly, the cold seemed a little less daunting.
Fast forward two days, still rocking my newfound fashion statement, Anne commented on my “trendsetting” look. Having finally caught up on some sleep, I switched back to my farmer-chic attire – my trusty Dickies work pants and a classic cotton, plaid button-up shirt.
So, there you go, {{ subscriber.first_name }}. Sometimes, you've just got to throw fashion to the wind and go for what works. Who cares if it's a bit 'farmyard frumpy' as long as it keeps the chill out, right? In the end, it’s all about keeping warm and getting the job done.
Until next time, stay warm and don't be afraid to rock those jogging pants!
Stay cozy and warm,
Your Farmer, Rod
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