It really started to pour around 16:00 and I couldn't let the horses stand under the tree any longer knowing they had a perfectly good, dry shelter ready and waiting. David helped me to spread several scoops of alfalfa cubes along the back, followed by flakes of hay. I stood gonging the bucket against the metal walls while they ate and, after some more bucking and farting ('tis the season, as AHS points out) they settled in. This is not a great picture, but it feels like a great achievement.
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