
Most animals prefer to drink water in winter, but sheep are funny that way. Not only can they survive on snow alone they often seem to prefer it to the water we put out for them.

Today the water line sits empty and idle while we draw their water from another source,
attaching a garden hose at the house,
and filling jugs for the more distant groups beyond the reach of the hose.
There are lots of different ways to approach a task.
The important thing is that it gets done. Lately I've been thinking
that a deluxe, heated, winter waterer with an automatic filling system
that didn't freeze up,
need daily draining,
or hauling by sled
might be another way to get the job done.
Sure warm weather would be nice,
with room to roam and a grassy field filled with mice.
But maybe that's too much to ask for.
Maybe it's best to make do with what one has.
Maybe all a cat needs, after all, is just one haybale
on which to spend his days.