At this time of year the livestock moves over the pastures very quickly, and paddocks are consequently large, which means they take a long time to set up, so when the sleet started yesterday afternoon it caught us in the field and there was no getting away until the fence was up and the cows set for the night.  Sleet bouncing off the back of our necks and a strong wind which wasn’t warm even if it was southerly, and the cows trying to make a sneak into the woods while the fence was down, and who can blame them?  By the time the lactating cows were milked and put in their own little paddock by the run-in shed we were saturated, and there was rain puddling in our boots.  Still — we wouldn’t trade this for anything.