Do you like her new look? Oh, the joys of having a gray horse. We’ve been having days and days of rain and everywhere is a sea of mud. I’m keeping them off the pasture as we’re trying to let the rye grass grow, so the horses get turned out in a small sacrifice lot for a few hours a day which they have churned into a 4 inch deep mud lot. We’ve had record highs, in the 70s, and I’m sure they’re very uncomfortable with their full winter coats, and so they roll. Tomorrow we will be brushing, brushing, brushing. Four horses, four coats of mud, just so they can go out and do it again.