Cold. Cold. Cold.
I know it is cold when I head out in the morning, before light.
I have a thermometer at my house, and I drive by a big digital one.
And then I get to the horses.
And Taco has serious frost on her eyelashes, like thick make-up.
I love her eyelashes.
For her, I do not love it when it is this cold.
Super cold frost face.
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