Nick of time

Not quite a between the ears shot, but close will do! Here is Ghost Mare forlornly gazing upon the herd stationed at the hay round.

It warmed up slightly as heavy clouds drifted in overhead, a boon on a 35F day. Just as I stepped in the saddle, snow started, and we rode to the sound of flakes falling on leaves and the metal barn roof. It was very zen! Pretty Mare got a taste of the action too.

No sooner had we finished than the snow turned to freezing rain! So glad to have had such good timing, as the snow/sleet mix has continued into the evening.