We’ve returned to the days of original horsepower to run the farm through “snowmageddon.” The snow is too much for the tractors so we’ve been riding the Clydesdales, Caber and Metallica, to cut trails, ride fence, and get to the more remote areas of the farm. They’ve been having a blast– and so have we!
Looks like we’re not the only ones. A group of donkeys and llamas were stranded at a zoo… but I’ll let you read the whole story!
There never has been, I suppose, in all the world, in all the history of war, such an opportunity for youth. The Knights of the Round Table, the Crusaders, all fall back into the past-not only distant but prosaic; these young men, going forth every morn to guard their native land and all that we stand for, holding in their hands these instruments of colossal and shattering power, of whom it may be said that
“Every morn brought forth a noble chance
And every chance brought forth a noble knight”