I think there is a liar or two around my place. All of the thermometers say that it has been around 36 to 40 degrees F on this Sunday afternoon. Well, it feels a lot colder than that. I think the thermometers should be reading butt-ass cold. I had an Arizonan dude tell me that 30 in the desert feels colder as there isn’t any humidity in the air. And I quote, “A dry cold is a brutal cold.” I guess that’s what we are dealing with here. It is way dry and it feels cold.
Duke and I moved a set out of the kidding barn today. They are happy to be in a bigger pen, but they act a bit cold. The babies still have access to heat lamps and hot boxes.
How about some smells? There isn’t many smells better than a beef pot roast simmering with taters, carrots and a touch of onion. Funny how some smells can make you warmer.
And Fargo just won some golden globes on some award show. Pretty sure that it wasn’t the 73840 Fargo.