I took this photo late this afternoon, as Alayne and I were finishing up barn chores on a beautiful if brisk Thanksgiving Day. The view is to the northeast, and the peaks you see are in the Scapegoat Wilderness, part of the enormous Bob Marshall Wilderness Complex. As the sun was dropping, so too was the temperature. By the time we got indoors, it was already just three degrees above zero and headed lower.
It took a few hours to get all the horses fed and into their stalls for the night. Then Alayne fed the "cottage dogs" (the 20 who live with us or in the cottages next to our house) while I went over to feed the 20 dogs at Widget’s House. With everyone fed, Alayne and I were able to finally start on our dinner — the Thanksgiving Day feast! — about 5 p.m.
At some point this evening the temperature dipped below zero, but as I write this it’s crept back up to 7 above zero, thanks to some cloud cover that rolled in. I had already split the wood for the evening’s fire, and the woodstove is keeping us plenty warm in here.
And now that it’s 9 p.m., it’s time to head outside again — to let the dogs out for the final pit stop, then put them up for the night. Once the dogs are done, I check in on the horses at each of the three barns and make sure everything’s okay. On a night as cold as this one, everyone’s very happy to be tucked away indoors!
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