Shelter from the Storm

The sheep and cattle are escaping from the cutting wind and stinging snow. They stay in the wood at the top of the hill, waiting for me to carry hay up to them. It's useless to put the hay out on the exposed fields in this weather because it just blows away. I take 6 lots a day for them - tying large bundles in a rope and sling it on my back. It's 400 metres each way (I know that because I put the fence in)