The worst was when Deanna had to expertly thread the truck, camper and trailer through a mess of cars and trucks spinning out around us on black ice on the I-81 at mile 25 in New York State.
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| This is after Deanna safely guided us onto the shoulder after the truck hit black ice and we had no brakes! |
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| As we round the corner, we see more cars in the ditch. |
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| Endless stream of ditch pigs for about 2 miles…. |
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| Luba none the worse for wear, having a bite to eat when we stopped for gas after the I-81 madness. |
All the way back, we kept thinking about comments on Deanna's FB from her friend, Linda. "You should take Team Luba and head to Disney!" "Find another B&B and stay there until spring!"
But at the end of the day, there is no place like home. Luba was very happy to be turned out with Mama Sera. She danced into the quarantine paddock as Sera called out welcoming whinnies. First order of business was a big roll and a shake. Then she gobbled up a pail of warm sloppy beet pulp, soaked hay cubes and electrolytes. Sera got some leftover soaked hay cubes too.
Here is Luba, sporting the newest winter turnout colour - turquoise - hiding behind the round bale as Sera watches over her.
I laughed and laughed when this song, Lit vert by Plume Latraverse came on the radio.
Roughly translated, the chorus says:
"It's cold, even if winter is beautiful. I should get the hell out of town until spring!"
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