snorted. Smart fellow. Pete has said that Siggi, who has crooked legs, is one with the universe, meaning the universe is crooked.
It may still be snowing, but the shedding season is now upon us. Tinni is always the front-runner – he always blows his coat ahead of the rest. For two weeks or so it will come out in sheets when I go at it with the shedding blade. If I’m not in a hurry, it’s a very satisfying endeavor. I stand in the warm sun, scrape, and let the hair fall into piles at the horses’ feet. I leave it for a bit because the birds use it to build their nests. Imagine all the trips they must make. I’ve been seeing redpolls in the yard and enclosure.
Signy, Siggi, and Hrimmi are just starting to shed. Raudi who has the shortest coat of all, will shed last and least.
I’m very curious to see what Hrimmi’s under coat will be like. Her outer coat is a thick pelt – you can bury your fingers in it. This pelt came in shortly after she shed her foal coat, so I’m not quite sure what’s underneath. She has some frosty white patches mixed in with the brown, making her name, Hrimfara or Frosty Traveler, that much more apt. Having less coat is probably going to make her appear more horse- than pony-like. Now we really do have five horses. . . .
I’m eager for breakup to occur. I’m getting tired of having to root around in snow for manure piles. This is not a complaint, but rather, a statement of fact. I’m also looking forward to having the snow in the pen turn to water. I enjoy moving water around, and making channels.
I can’t ride because of the ice. So I’m taking care of inside stuff. I’ve been working on my proposal about making the connection between writing and making compost. It’s coming along. I’ve also been continuing with the spring cleaning adventure. Got a new printer. I write multiple drafts of things, so now I can do a better job.
The phone just rang. It’s Vicki, saying that Pete’s new truck is here. Time to wrap it up and go and check this out.
Next: 82. 3/23/13: Pete’s Man Truck