The temperature was frigid and the wind was gusting, making it nearly unbearable for me. I'd given the cows some grain and then brought the tractor around to clean up the nights manure. I shooed the cows outside and, instead of huddling against the cold winds, they began to play - five half ton cows, acting like calves. I took off one glove and my hand was so cold that I could barely operate the camera. You can hear the wind howling as the cows play on the hard, crusted snow.
