There was some fancy prancing and a bit of snarkiness over the fence at first.
And now my photos are out of order. Last night everyone got groomed and we all practiced our manners for the farrier, who is coming next weekend (thank goodness).
In the morning I took the worst picture ever of Duncan:
We tried to hike to a grove of huge cedar trees yesterday. It started out pretty nice, just muddy.
The blizzard conditions later caused one of us to want to turn back. And secretly, I didn't mind too much. We'll go when it's nicer.